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one fav - learning to live

There was no time for pain
No energy for anger
The sightlessness of hatred
slips away
Walking through winter streets
alone
He stops and take a breath
With confidence and self-
control

I look at the world and see no
understanding
I'm waiting to find some sense
of strength
I'm begging you from the
bottom of my heart to show
me understanding

I need to live life
Like some people never will
So find me kindness
Find me beauty
Find me truth
When temptation brings me to
my knees
And I lay here drained of
strength
Show me kindness
Show me beauty
Show me truth

The way your heart sounds
makes all the difference
It's what decides if you'll endure
the pain that we all feel
The way your heart beats
makes all the difference
In learning to live
Here before me is my soul
I'm learning to live
I won't give up
Till I've no more to give

Listening to the city
Whispering its violence
I set out watching from above
The 90s bring new questions
New solutions to be found
I fell in love to be let down

Once again we dance in the
crowd
At times a step away
From a common fear that's all
spread out
It won't listen to what you say
Once you're touched you stand
alone
To face the bitter fight
Once I reached for love
And now I reach for life

Another chance to lift my life
Free the sensation in my heart
To ride the wings of dreams
into changing horizons
It brings inner peace within my
mind,
As I'm lifted from where I've
spilt my life
I hear an innocent voice
I hear kindness, beauty and
truth

The way your heart sounds
makes all the difference
It's what decides if you'll endure
the pain that we all feel
The way your heart beats
makes all the difference
In learning to live
Spread before you is your soul
So forever hold the dreams
within our hearts
Through nature's inflexible
grace
I'm learning to live

Love

Love

to a one who never got the desired

felt a gust on the side;
undulating emotions along the tide;
with a word in my mind;
looking at you with the stoned eyes.

sitting on the edge of sweet emotion;
longing to see a pearl in the eye;
a wave on the cheek, a drop on the lip;
zephyr from inside coming unto me.

can't resist to have a gaze;
a touch can set the feeling ablaze;
beautiful moment can't just go;
give a hand to make it flow.

feel the breath on the skin;
me and you looking akin;
feels like some hundred dreams;
by the side of you to feel you kneel.

never had a feeling before;
to have someone more than the more;
the sigh inside yearning to hear;
is this love; is this love.

For The First Time

For The First Time

its a hot tuesday morning in april;
bubbles bursting near to the heart;
know not how to say a word;
how to make the one realize.

started off with a light note;
not a clue how to quote a thought;
don't know how to express;
never want that feeling to supress.

not an idea what 's that side;
but, need to express what 's inside;
sometime feel to let it go;
but, that 'll make my heart overflow.

said, duress your heart and let her know;
don't let the feeling just flow;
to my surprise my hand was hold;
for the feeling that was never told.

want to share the moment with you;
yearning to hear everything from you;
smiling inside the whole day long;
can see you cry with the tears along.

office quirks

the pain designs the way towards the day
sitting numb with aurora turning gray
still a gest to follow, a duty to subside
the burden of the shine is coming unto me.

yearing for a soothing words
adding upon the sedentary skills
switching the sides to comfort the gaze
aria infront of me seems nothing but a maze.

waiting the hour to click the peak
running around to assuage the pain

many quirks are swerving inside
shade infront has darken the lights
still the need is on it's fray
the hour clicks and I am out on my way.

A Feeling

A Feeling

had some alien feeling with the first ray;
felt like missing something by the side;
wishing for that voice to hit the cord;
to make the beat rise up aboard.

missing what you said on the door;
the smile with the feet on the floor;
missing the smile on the sky;
like a bird that can't fly.

never had the feeling before;
skipped a beat onto a thought;
nothing is coming that I can resist;
fear inside become hard from the mist.

can't I dream for what I believe;
do we always need to follow the eve;
do I always need to listen;
for the one, for whom nothing has done.

want to propitiate the burning heart;
not for a moment but to make you a part;
soak the eyes that got dry;
give your hand,I 'll make you fly.

G3-Live!

pls give me a space to hear! so that I can formulate what was never thought. Now, if, who know, you guys are under the mellifluous impression of their music or know of the uneven dexterity on the strings, then dear you are living with the sparse information and in the un-real world. If, yesterday, you were be in the "ruth eckerd hall - clearwater, tampa", you would have realized how the imagination and dreams take leaps and bounds. Try to vizualize an eco friendly hall with >10,000 watts of digital music, with shredding of the strings, beating of the drums and dumbfounding aria of lights. Here, we start the unofficial junket to the real world.

G3 Live in Concert. Now this you would call the handshake of the music and noise. Imagine, we (my boss and I) sitting, just 10 meters from the dias, infront of the gods of music, with a little insinuation of what 's gonna happen.

And, here comes Yngwie Malmsteen--never heard of this guy--this guy can, really, make you feel that Hell has given you only one life to enjoy, so why not follow it a Hell's way? I tell you what, this guy is best in the genre in breaking stings Ahhh.. treating the guitar as if it were the "soup in the bowl". No Mercy. His' is kind of influenced by the european melodies--if you call that a melody--and the typical un-understandable lyrics. I enjoyed the shoutings because I expected the same to happen. No lengthy eulogies, but yeah, you can say that he has good control over what he does.

Now, here 's the awakening, Steve Vai, the Guitar God. This guy is just too similar of what we have seen in the videos (remember the animal song--this is for hemi), here you 'll see the uncaged animals running all-over the place and growling to the utmost pitch--one can ever imagine. One dream of the life--to see Vai--has met it's end, but I, really, don't want to see this guy in this form. It's ok if he stays the way he stays in my CDs. But if you really want to get the feel of what a guitar can actually do, then, you should have been there. The Fire Garden tribute does actually came in and was just too good. With typical Vai's acts on the stage and enthralling movements in, we couldn't think of anything but realize that, sure, there is something above the captivity of your own world.

And the wait is over, here he is, Joe Satriani. First, I had difficulty recognizing this guy, but once he started with his weapon there was no doubt. Not even a spec of it. Looks like a common next door guy with un-common abilities to rock you to the bottom. Jump over it guys, we have seen Joe Satriani--lively and dancing. He rocked from "Strange Beautiful Music" to "Flying in a Blue Dream". It was never too strange to me, but my boss was out of his mind...and anyone else would be. The music that even a ballast can't stabilize, how a poor mind can? What we could have done, is to get fully drunk and forget what's flowing over the head. But, that too wouldn't have worked much infront of the un-relented agility of the Bald "Sat-Ri-Ani" guy.

And the craziest thing that we did was to stay for the Jam G3 did at the end..hmm..not even a single word for it. It was just too heavenly, and I have no inclination towards going to heaven. Atleast, not this early!