A TIRED POSTCARD...................WAITING TO BE DELIVERED

Getting tired sailing choppy seas, I can't do it no more

Have been doing it all my life, think it's time I find a new shore.

No one to blame, nothing to prove, I have done the best I could

Had my chances but I couldn't latch on,and that's  the only truth.

Maybe it's my destiny, maybe I am not as good

Wasted precious time, had lot of promise but I failed to deliver the goods.

     

FATHER TO A SON............HEARTFELT POSTCARD

Seems like yesterday, when I held you in these hands
For the very first time, I felt so much of happiness, still I just couldn't stand.
I wanted to  sing, wanted to fly so high up in the sky
Tell the whole world, I am so happy and I just might cry.


Time  flies, it waits for nobody, and certainly it didn't stop for me
When did you grow up? How come I never got  to see,
You creating your own little world,quietly away from me.
Tell me my little boy,  o please talk to me

Help me  find my answers, to these questions that are haunting me.

I know  it isn't your fault son, it's me who went missing completely
Chasing nothing, forgetting the little joys of life, I acted foolishly.     
But I still want to hear it from you, the one I love 
The one who means a world to me.

Why did I do it ? How did we end up like this? 

Tell me my little boy, o  please talk to me

Help me  find my answers, to these questions that are haunting me.

THESE EMPTY WALLS.......A TUESDAY POSTCARD

These empty walls around,telling me this ain't over and my time's here and now  
These empty walls , screaming and yelling at me, showing me how.
Before it's too late they tell me, before I bury myself alive
Something special I have to do, the only way to keep my hopes alive.

OF PAIN AND GAIETY................TWO NATIONS AND ONE POSTCARD.

I look around and all I see 
feeling of sadness that was just momentary
Yesterday's red forgotten, today they are playing with different colors merrily 
One  nation still shrouded in misery and the other preparing for festivity.

FRIDAY, BLOODY FRIDAY.........A POSTCARD DEDICATED TO SENDAI AND ITS PEOPLE

MARCH 11TH 2011- FRIDAY ,MORNING GLORY


Morning has broken, a brand new day beckons life again 

Yesterday was fun, today  there's so much more to gain.  

All around  happy faces, with dreams as big as dreams can be

nothing can go wrong here , today there's so much to learn and live. 

MARCH 11TH 2011 - FRIDAY, AFTERNOON  GORY

Come afternoon it's not the same story, something is coming, but it ain't glory 

Alas! nobody could see it coming, the bloody death that was lurking 

Right underneath, the very ground they were  treading.

THE DAY JAPAN STOOD STILL ... A GRIEVING POSTCARD

The horrifying memories of yesterday won't be forgotten for a long time to come. In fact, doomsday like scenario of 11th March 2011 has now been etched in the minds of  people around the world forever.On Friday afternoon earth's belly roared like never before triggering  gigantic tsunami waves catching innocent lives unaware. A black day in the history of Japan which scared the entire global population.

SURVIVOR & THE SAVIOUR

INEFFABLE KILLER WAVES.......SWALLOWING EVERYTHING

ANOTHER LEAF.........ANOTHER POSTCARD

Day's gone, but the beautiful feeling lingers on 

Breathtaking moments fading, trying hard to hold on.

BURIED TREASURE REVISITED............. AN EMO POSTCARD

Hard to describe, words alone can never do justice. A feeling that neither pen nor a paint brush can capture. Letters written with a quill dipped in the ink of true love can never fade away. Open that secret drawer and start reading each single one of them and you'll understand what I mean. Believe me,you'll  experience something so powerful that will make you smile and cry at the same time, just like the way it did back then.

TRUE LOVE NEVER FADES AWAY .