The Wonder Land..

O my dear, the beautiful one,
Let me walk your ways of life,
I will take you, hand in hand,
Let’s walk into the wonder world

When I see thy face, my friend,
the sweetest memories glide in fast,
Wherever the world may take you,
You'll always be the dear, dearest.

The cupid’s land is a mixed bowl,
A world of a little smiles n tears,
The feelings knitted sweet and sour,
A world of healed and broken hearts.

You never know, the ways of life,
That may give you right and wrong,
Trust your senses, they may say,
Trust me dear, is what I would say..

Live your life, with the zeal n zoom,
You never know on what is next,
It is nothing, but the ways of world,
The cupid’s world is a mixed bowl.

However far may you live from me,
Whatever the world may do to me,
Love my heart, not what I am,
Love me for what I have for you..

Love my heart, not what I am,
Love me for what I have for you..

The Cry..

O Dear dearest, how do I say
How bad is to miss you here?
The looney heart, they may say,
But who saw my heart better?..

O Dear Dearest, how do I say
How bad is to be high and dry?
The shakey will, they will say,
but who saw my will better?

O Dear, in the world so mean,
So dark, like a torch in the wind
Thy light seems to have gone,
Ha! I still have your name..

When the light comes back,
I will still call your name aloud..
So loud, the world will hark,
the walls of silence will come apart..

O Dear Dearest, where are you?......

Every single day my friend,
I wait by the window side
I watch with a throbing heart,
Hoping to get a glimpse of you..

You came from heaven,
As an shade in the sun,
Where in the world, I wonder,
The god carved you to life..

Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..

O thee hark, why so cruel to the miserables,
The father, the mother, the son and daughter,
The bodies shatterd, the life on a stand still,
Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..

The storm is brewing the blackness in the air,
The fire so hot, the fire so red, burns all minds,
The air is intense with the smell of the incense
Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..

The show begins when the birds are asleep,
We cry for them, the tears roll down,
The new world is small, round and deep,
Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..

The world is red, with the bloods they shed,
Why do this my friend, my frined who plots?
The life will find, its very own ways to breed,
Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..

Its a rapid tide, that takes you down,
The tide so fast, still the birds cry loaud,
The beutiful minds that weeps tight lipped
Its easier to run, but you cant hide forever..


We need no chains, we need no pain,
We wish for a beutiful, sunny day
We forgive you, the man who plots,
We have the hope, deep in the heart..