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its my life, MY MUSIC
When it starts giving me those highs, why then only do i start feeling so low? when the roads appear to be so straight , then only why steep curves the road seems to show????????????? Can i live my life the way i want to, or do i need to think ................. even before i turn to my closest people ....to talk to. Its my life . Let me live my way. its my life, then why do people's strange looks turn me gray. Its my life, but donna know why ............. People around all seem to take contol, though they also never seem to try. Is it ths society that we are living in????????????? Or do those unsocial elements......... let down those feelings deep within. Is me being unjust in just being and trying to remain ' MYSELF' OR IS IT JUST MY insanity THAT DRAWS ME TO THESE CRAZY VIEWS ...............................................LIKE THAT OF A LONELY ELF Whatever it is ............ whatever it takes ................. i know life just would move on, with those little breaks. So.............. let it be guys ..........who wants to care. Life is sure to live and that to everybody is too clear. So, LET ME BREAK ALL BONDS, OH......... LET ME FLOW , iF I WANNA BE A RIVER, LET THAT HYPOCRACY JUST GO. Who wants to think here. Its a mad world after all. U r always lonely , but there are still people close to heart standing tall. So, what to think in this world of fallacies , where everything yet ..............nothing is probably real. Live each moment my heart and just let go all those worries and fears. Its ur life , its my life, and its wonderful for now Just touch those weary hearts and love will flow SINGING ALOUD..............................................
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fursat
TUMSE FURSAT MIL GAYI HAI, KHUD SE ABHI BAKI HAI........ KUCH LAMHE ABHI TAK SAMBHALE THE, BUS UTNE HI PAL BAKI HAIN. KAASH JAISE LAFZON MEIN KABHI KABHI YUN DOOBI HAI ZINDAGI APNI, KI KEH DI HAIN HAZARO BAATEIN...........PHIR BHI , BAAT ABHI BAAKI HAI. I MET YOU LIFE , LOVED YOU TO THE CORE BUT, STILL FEEL THERES SOMETHING I NEED MORE............... JJETE JEETE TUJHE -E -ZINDAGI LAGTA HAI KAI RAZ ABHI BAKI HAIN, JIN ZAZBATON KI KAHANI NAHI PADI SABNE ...................... AISE KUCH ALFAZ ABHI BAAKI HAIN. KUCH TO FURSAT LE LOON MEIN KHUD SE AB . DIN TO NIKAL HI GAYA............................................................. PAR RAAT ABHI BAKI HAI.
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THE ULTIMATE DIVINE- LOVE
HAR PAL, HAR SAANS , HAR GHADI, JO SAATH HAI. HAR RAAT, HAR DIN , HAR LAMHA, JO YE EHSAAS HAI. KOI SHABD SUNA HAI , CHOO GAYA HO JAISE, PATTA PATTA HAR OS KI BOOND SA KHILA HAI. PANI KI KUCH BHEEGI HUI SI UNGLIYON SA KUCH, JO LAGA HAI. SABZ HOTTON KI UNKAHEE BAATON KI AVAAZ BHI , HAR DHADKAN KE SAATH MADDHAM SAANS LETE ALFAAZ NAYE, CHUPKE CHUPKE AANKHO KI GALIYON SE GUZRE HAR LAMHE, YA PHIR RAASTON PAR BIKHRE HUE YUN HI KUCH.... SOOKHE PATTE, CHANDNI KI HASIN MEIN, AUR HAR ANDHERI RAAT MEIN, MEHSOOS KIYA HAI MAINE TUJHKO PYAAR HAR LAMHAAT MEIN. MEHSOOS KIYA HAI PYAAR TUJHKO MAINE HAR LAMHAAT MEIN
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NOWHERE YET everywhere
IN THE MIDST OF THIS MADDENING CROWD, in the heart of this lonely land, IN BETWEEN THE WOODS, and on those long streets. HOW MANY TIMES DID I FELT THAT EMPTINESS .
are u there whispered my heart? are U there cried i loud. WHY DO WE LIVE, what is that ends it then? what is this mirage, the truth is everywhere . yet, it appears to b lost in the darkest dens.
FOOLISH , it may seem , everyday the same regime, u awake to his call, dres up , do ur chore , u take care of others as much as you can, THE SOUL STILL ASKING FOR SOME MORE.
if I M LIVING EACH NEW DAY, WHAT IS THAT I CRAVE FOR OR I PRAY, if u are ALWAYS WITH me , dear GOD, then what is it that u don't answer and my lips always say.
I wonder it all , every moment , every day, i KNOW U will come to answer my quest, one fine day. I see U in A CHILD'S SMILE, i HEAR U when U praise me too. nowhere these eyes seem to have seen , U R EVERYWHERE ...... This heart knows though
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THE RAIN
AT FIRST i SAW IT AS A CURTAIN DRAWN , IN BETWEEN- MY GOD AND me THEN, i FELT IT,S PURITY, LIKE WET HANDS OF MY LORD TOUCHING me. TODAY HE SEEMED TO HAVE SMILED AT ME, LIKE THE FATHER SHOWING the light . TODAY the RAIN was different, as if -----HIS BLESSINGS were pouring right. rain has always been close to my heart, it's drops like my tears always. raindrops have always come out from within, b it those of joy or pain. but, today THE RAIN WAS DIFFERENT, IT TOUCHED MY SOUL AND NOT JUST HEART TODAY THE RAIN WAS DIFFERENT. it was not water. the WATER FELT LIKE MY GOD. my life is only and onl;y HIS REFLECTION AND today i felt HIM near again so came these words. THNX for ur time
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my thirst----------UR WORDS
TIRED M I, OF CALLING U IN MY LONELY NIGHTS, O MY SWTHRT TAALK TO ME. U TELL ME IT,S NOT ALL OVER, JUST GIVE ME A CLUE...................... I KNOW NOT HOW TO FIND THEE.. LIFE,S STRANGE AND SO ARE IT,S WAYS, U R SO CLOSE STILL APPEAR TO HAVE LEFT.................. WITHOUT A TRACE. AND ME THAT PEOPLE CALL ALIVE, DON'T KNOW I WANNA LIVE OR WANNA DIE. LET ME SHRIEK , LET ME SIGH, LET ME STAY AS I M , PLS LET ME TRY, LET ME PASS THRU THIS SILENT STORM, I M TIRED OF WANDERING IN VAIN, CAN'T GO BY PEOPLE'S NORMS. EVERY PASSING MOMENT I TALK TO THEE, STILL REMAINS THE QUESTION----- ARE U REALLY WID ME?????????? EACH DAY PASSES, LET IT THE WAY IT HAS TO BE. BUT . FOR ONCE COME BACK . come back to me............................................................................................. tired m i of calling u, o my swthrt talk to me................................................
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RED
THIS COLOR RED----SO DEAR TO MY HEART, THIS COLOUR OF BLOOD ,OF JOY....... OF LIFE -A NEW START THIS COLOUR OF PAIN.........DEATH- WHERE ENDS ALL LIES, AND THE TRUTH ONCE AGAIN STARTS.
THIS COLOUR-PURER THAN ALL OTHERS, WHICH IS OFFERED TO MY GODDESS - MY MAA, THIS COLOUR OF BLUSHING INNOCENCE...... WHICH THE BELOVED FILLS AS VERMILLION ON THE FOREHEAD OF HIS SWEETHEART
THIS COLOUR O RED--WHICH SPEAKS OF GOD'S GRACE, WHEN THE MORNING SUN PEEPS SMILINGLY ,SAYS......... THE DAY IS JUST TO START.
THIS COLOUR RED.........OF LOVE AND PASSION, WHCH DRIVES HEARTS CRAZY, MAKES SILENCE SPEAKS, AND WHAT NOT.
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MY GOD
WITH TREMBLING LIPS, SHAKY HANDS GOT UP MY WEARY SOUL TO THEE THOSE SCARY THOUGHTS, THAT LOOMING STRESS, BURDENDED AGAIN THIS TINY me. HE HELD me BY HIS HAND, HE GENTLY HELD me AND TOOK me STRAIGHT, HE KISSED me SOFTLY, AND BEFORE i COULD ANYLONGER WAIT........... MY GOD SHOWED ME THE LIGHT , uR A PART OF ME SWEETHEART, IF I EXIST , HOW CAN u MY REFLECTION-----FADE?
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MIND VERSES HEART
SO U PONDER , WHAT'S IN HER MIND AGAIN. DON'T SWEETHEART, COZ I KEEP DOING THE SAME..........................
WALKING DOWN THESE NARROW STREETS, PASSING THROUGH THE WIDER LANES, HUMMING SOMETIMES THE SACRED THEMES, WAILING SOMETIMES IN THOSE WILDER PAINS, DANCING SOFTLY TO THE BREEZE THAY FLOWS OR SWINGING WITH THE STORMY RAINS, THIS SOUL OF MINE KEEPS GOING TO AND FRO HEARING HEART AND MIND FIGHTING SO MUCH IN VAIN.........................
O DEAR MY HEART , IT KNOWS NO RULES. O ALAS BUT , THE MIND CALLS IT FOOL O TENDER THEE HEART WHICH KNOWS NO BANES O THE STONY MIND FOR WHOM IT'S ALL A DECISION---- WHETHER U EXPERIENCE HAPPINESS OR PAIN
I SEE THEM FIGHT , I HEAR THEM BOTH BOTH ARE RIGHT, NO ONES TO BLAME YET I FEEL THE DILEMMA O GOD IF DECISIONS THESE MAKE , THEN WHERE ISDESTINY TO NAME
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FROM NOWHERE TO NOWHERE
TODAY I DECIDE TO START A NEW JOURNEY, A JOURNEY OF MY OWN ......... A JOURNEY OF PLEASURES AND PAIN, A WALK TOWARDS THAT GOAL UNKNOWN.
NO. NOBODY IS THERE WITH ME ON THIS PATH, NO MATE, NO FRND...... NOBODY TO SHARE OR COMPLAIN. NO ANGEL, NO MORTAL, NONE NEAR TO TELL ME THE RIGHT WAY, NONE NEAR TO SHARE MY PAIN.
SOUNDS DIFFICULT. SOME SAY IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE, SOME SAY IT IS NOT GONNA GET U ANY GAIN. A JOURNEY WITHOUT ANY GOAL, A LIFE WITHOUT THAT MATE OF OUR SOUL, IT'S A WASTE OF TIME, ALL IN VAIN.........
I FEAR THOUGH ALL THISTOO, I WANNA B STILL ONE OF THOSE FEW WHO DARE WALK THE WOODS TO FINDTHEIR WAYS, I FEAR ALL THIS THOUGH BUT IWANT TO B TO MYSELF TRUE, MAY B I FIND MY WAY FROM NOWHERE TO NOWHERE. AND LIKE OTHERS, I ALSO GET TO UNDERSTAND------ LIFE IS SOMEWHAT SANE
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