Thinking how time has flew away
I now got nothing which makes you stay
Thinking how time has flew away
I now got nothing which makes you stay
SHAON ,DARLING THIS IS MY LETTER TO YOU
AND YOU KNOW ITS FIRST WORD IS YOUR NAME
WHEN I LOOK AT SUN IT HAS YOUR GLORY AND FAME
WHEN I LOOK AT RAINDROPS EACH OF THEM HAS YOUR NAME
THE MOONLIT NIGHT REMINDS ME OF OUR LOVE GAME
THE WAY YOU TOUCHED ME THAT NIGHT NOTHING REMAINED SAME
I WISH THE SAME MOMENTS WE CAN CREATE AGAIN
WITH YOU BY MY SIDE AND ME WHISPERING YOUR NAME
THE SEPARATION AND THE MEETING OF HEARTS SEEMS LIKE A LOVE GAME
THIS IS MY LETTER TO YOU OR MAY BE ITS JUST YOUR NAME !!
Looking at the Sunrise
never thought about its dearer price
its a dream for everyone
to be different from another one
leaving behind the pain and sorrows
waiting only for beautiful tomorrows
the lonely path and darkest trails
the thought of the traveller what if he fails
still walking ignoring all cries
expecting a surprise nothing else
but his own beautiful Sunrise !!
Standing last night at my sadness shore
i knew i am not the person you want anymore
things we like in the start
always in the end are disliked by our heart
I never asked for more than love
but now it seems other things mean to you much above
I am not angry but just sad
How can i love someone when my destiny always turns bad
you can fly away from me
i don’t want to hold you back
this is a goodbye from me
just go away and don’t look back !!
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.–Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; (1)
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, (2)
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus (3) rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton (4) blow his wreathed horn.
RETURN TO SENDER – ELVIS
WALKING BY YOUR SIDE
This evening Walking by your side
With happiness in my heart I cried
Dear Friend those lanes we walked in the past
Life went by and time also turned fast
I loved the times walking by your side
When you were gone these walks i remembered and sighed
Today finally i found you my lost friend
don’t want to remember in the past how much i cried
As I am now with you my dearest friend
Don’t want to miss anymore
Our little walks with me Walking by your side !!