the way new music speaks almost thrills you. this new music from Massive attack featuring Hope Sandovall in ‘ The Spoils ‘ may thrill you with a darkened spin. A sudden rise with symphony can drown you so be cautious. Video is directed in a different way as you might not think as. … Continue reading an emotional cascade
” your pieces aren’t the scattered one, but the ones which needs name to be called with and told the world of. scriptures should be mold out to put the glasses of various colors aching your history framed within the ruined panes. ”
Sing me your olden tune. Ping me with your old rhymes. Have I been roaming a lot? Ok, let me rehearse this new map. Phew ! this breeze has been hiding a lot; as I’ve drifted with time. Show me that beauty again,well written through your eyes onto these dusty remains. As I’ve been a vintage… Continue reading Vintage Flower
We all have bundles of emotions. bundles of joys. bundles of sorrows, bundles of aspirations; like a bundle of incense sticks to fly onto the air. Are those just the bundles to exist as a bounded human being? Aren’t those bundles to re clarify of what we are and who we are. I know you haven’t… Continue reading the bundles
Not a rust less pie it is. That I’ve sold my heart to black chambers. An olden dye it is. Of my heart to spill and sink. Let me sink to the rusty crest, Of your sunken ship. I’ve to refix it again, I’ve to refix again.
The walls have existed all in minds. My heart has never told stories of hatred. This soul is a kingdom, to march an army of compassion. Making it all flow. Letting the peace grow. As those warm sunflowers, in my old fields. Let me make you remember. Who you are. Who you were. You’re not… Continue reading because gratitude has no boundaries
those mornings you see like a cocoon while you haven’t slept all night. and all you can imagine is, something very beautiful. so calm and so deep. is it the soul’s call? is it the charming morning time? all I can imagine right now is reshuffling my tasks and shaping my life. haven’t be needing… Continue reading gray mornings