Piano

Close your eyes and listen

Beyond the crowd of noises

Listen to that piano playing

Listen to my heart beating

Listen to its melody

The notes that flows with emotions

Understand each key that streams by

Understand me

Close your eyes and just listen

See the picture no one sees

Touch what others cannot touch

For the piano is me

Quotes of the Day!

Words mean nothing. It's what you do that makes them mean something.

Every heart once broken, has a price to pay.

Life & Death

Today I saw life and death

I had a glimpse into their eyes

Of pain and fear

Hearts as weak as water

Today I saw life and death

I watched them cry

I feel their screams of torture

Their soul...empty

Men crying to their wives

Children looking with innocent eyes

The place filled with noise

Yet silent as an empty vessel

Today I saw life and death

Cold and fear was everywhere

Their hearts beat...slowly

Their eyes closes...locked.

Once...

One day they're here

The next they disappear

The world's an illusion

With no conclusion

Once, a heart in my hands

The next, it turns into fine sand

Nothing lasts forever I see

For even love shall be blown to sea

Once, a key kept locked in my chest

Now it's been sold to the west

Will I ever see the key to my treasure?

Probably not ever till my time has measure.

Two Candles

As I close my eyes

I see two candles

Burning with such a flame

Beautiful yet so dull

Their flames so orange at the top

Black at the bottom

Blue in the middle

Their glow a magnificent one

Their flame dances with confusion

Not able to stay facing each other

Their invisible heart stolen by the wind

Leaving them with no love to feel

Just the pure beauty they are left to project.

Girl with a mask

There stood a girl
Lonely and deserted as she's always been

No one sees what she's like, a dying pearl

Neither has her beauty ever been seen

As she walks pass you

Do you smell her sweet, natural smell?

Or do you comment on her only dress in blue

And curse her with such a spell?

As she sits next you

Do you see her long, silky hair?

Though from the outside

They're nothing but strands here and there

As you look into her pure, innocent eyes

Do you look pass it like you've always did

Or do you see her for who she really is?

An ugly mask she may wear

But behind that mask

Lay a beautiful angel you've never dreamt

The one who's always there

But never noticed anywhere

An Unfair Life

Last Wednesday, we visited an orphanage home...meant for all unwanted indian children. The place was one of the few we can never forget because of what we see and of what aura we feel from there. No pictures can show how it is there. One will have to experience it...feel it. Then again, no doubt about the poorness of these children but even from the first moment you see these wonderful children, you'll see how happy they are. They're just one big, happy family!

Here's a conversation I would love to share with everyone:

Anonymous: So where does these children come from?

Founder : Some are from police cases. Some are left here by their mothers. Some were

found unwanted.

Anonymous: Oh, I see. By the way, I've noticed how many gods you all pray to.

Three Gods. Thats an awful lot. But the children are all Hindus. Why three

different Gods? There's the Hindu, Buddhist and Christian God.

Founder : (Chuckles) Well, we'll need all the help we can get dont you think?

That is how desperate they are for help. We people have everything we should have and to keep ourselves living. But yet, we complain and complain about the tiniest problems. Whereas, these unwanted children live with all they have and only hope for a miracle. So here's something I'll live for you to think about for the day: Do you still think that your life is an unfair one?

Lyrics or Melody?

Tell me my friend

When a song begins to play

Which do you listen to?

Meaningful lyrics or just the melody played?

Close your eyes my friend

And listen to the calming wind

Do you hear nothing but the wind itself

Or do you hear the words spoken to?

Close your eyes my dear friend

And listen to the beating waves

Do you hear nothing but water lapping

Or do you hear the music that lies within?

Do you see a leaf as leaf

Or perhaps a leaf as a tree?

Do you see her as a figure

Or do you see her for who she is?