The Blue Rose

  It's Your Time   It's your time, your time to shine, time to shine at last, A shine that shall not waver nor wane, a shine that will lift all the bane with so much in your path, with nothing but a hopeless hope, living through all the nightmares all the while holding onto this rope, to get this shine, it's your time, time to shine at last, born of a streak of the past, the shine has now surfaced, and to last This shine is your armour, your glory lies in your battered soul, and though the fire caught just now your insides were always the coal and thus stands your flame, relentless, indomitable and strong, united and inflamed it shall stand, for a million hearts to share among, because then, it will be their time, their time to shine at last a shine that shall endure and cure, and grow even more vast.

  The Power of No   Giving in is easy to stand aside is a try, but there are some of us, who refuse to be mute and ask 'Why?' then there are some of us, who forgo the selves, the 'me' and 'my' and step out to change the wrong and to even say no the person called 'I' ...and that's the essence of the soul, yes, the power to say no, we all have it with us, but most of us don't know.. that the devil never rests, always whispering in our ears looking for a simple chance in our despair, to feed off the ignorance of the heart, It is our 'No' that he truly fears...

Musings... My feets are numb, The baggage is so heavy, Let the weight loose, Cut me some slack maybe... When the smiles are forced And the heart is humming uncertain When the perspective is all lost Do I pick myself or the pen The pen it is,so have I chosen So let me say,what comes to mind : Maybe you too are in pain I wish I could had comforted my dearest Or maybe you are healing As the train wreck that I am,is now at rest It took me quite a while, But just maybe,this is for the best No intentions to hurt,never had them, Maybe,you just got rid of a pest For I know how tenacious I can be How taxing to your cares Rest assured now, my beloved, For I have already descended down the stairs So hard it must had been for you, And yet so liberating I rejoice in your triumph, As long as you end the suffering Nothing more do I wish No more hopes and no more longings Except one, that I could maybe find you smiling, ...

Gone...   All the promises you made, All the dreams,that now seem to fade, And this pain that wouldn't go, And it hurts to know, They are gone, You are gone Gone away,with the crowd, Washed away by a stream , A stream of unknown faces, Our steps separated by a million paces  And you are gone , Gone before the coming of the dawn.. You are gone.. I still wake up from the dreams, Looking frantically for you, By my side,where you should had been, your touch missed by my skin But you are not there, Not where I need you the most,  And My memory, merely a ghost... A Ghost of a love long gone, A desperate search for a light in the dawn And you are gone  And you are gone... Gone so far,that there's no coming back, Leaving me to ponder what I lack Where is my love,where is my dearest?  In all this turmoil...where is my rest..? Had you been here,I would never let you go, Never hurt you,love you...