LEGENDARY....My Way!!!

I'm a warrior, owner of power,

riding on a horseback through land.

wearing a grey hood, in the dense wood,

holding royal sword in my hand.

With my sharp eyes & quick brain,

ready to die & ready to slain,

at needs.

Children of land, will be hearing in songs,

about all of my glorious deeds.

Sometimes I save, sometimes I need to be

saved from.

Sometimes I win, sometimes just lost in an

old dusty form.

But I fight with all my might,

in a way of my own.

Sometimes blood, sometimes flesh,

n' sometimes giving up my bones,

I won't grow up, I won't die,

I'll remain as same as today...

In every century I fight n' ride my horse,

in my unique, very own way!!!

I dunno what I want...

May be a rose, may be a thorn,

may be an eve, may be just the dawn.

A search has been just started on...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be home, may be street,

may be just wanna scream "this is it".

The search just goes on & on & on...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be the starlit sky or up above the high.

May be down to earth & on the soil I lie.

the hunt'll never die & never be gone...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be the colours of rainbow & its clarity,

may be just the white light & its purity,

I'll continue to look & continue to hunt...

as I dunno what is it, that I want,

May be glamour, may be dazzling

life as a whole

May be just a shy simple folk ,
                      with a pure glowing soul.

I'm still looking for it with my blood & bones...

as I dunno what is it I want & what should I own.

This search is a life long journey indeed,

transfers from life to life as it needs,

as the search of self is the ultimate...

once achieved, you'll be at your "Freedom Gate".

The Orange Street

It's the season of frost,

the greens are all lost,

it is icy & white,

with its cold freezing bites.

Whenever I look down I see it...

the glowy old orange street.

It's the time of night,

whether in peace or in fight,

the same way it exists...

as it is the pure trusty orange street.

In the time of fall,

if you're there at all,

you are gonna see it...

as it is the good old orange street.

Sitting in room & staring outside,

my mind wanders & glides,

in every emotion I feel it...

the existance of an

orange orange street.

Heaven in here...

All people of land,

come forward holding your hands,

It's an opportunity so rare,

Let's make it a heaven in here...

Don't look back in time,

neither plan the future in your mind,

It's the present, you have it bare,

just make a piece of heaven in here.

Don't be happy, don't be shy,

neither you laugh, nor you cry,

think 'bout greater good & share...

the lil' drop of heaven in here.

Enlighten your mind, with the light of truth,

follow your conscience & use your youth.

It is a rare chance, if you realise...

making heaven on earth, if you are wise.

It is your soul that you need to care,

the gateway of heaven just lies

beneath there.

* Abandoned Kid *

As the seasons are passing by,

with golden days & silvery nights.

She is searching & sigh,

asking for a little love to any passersby.

A little love is all she needs...

as she is the abandoned kid!!!

With her black eyes & brown skin,

she keeps on seeing.

With hopes & light in her eyes,

wanna be loved by human beings.

A little smile is all she needs ...

as she is the abandoned kid!!!

In a dazzling daylight ,

when sun shines bright,

she wanders here & there,

in the earthy golden sight.

A little hope is all she needs...

as she is the abandoned kid!!!

Suddenly it starts to rain,

turning sky grey n' earth green,

she feels clear water hitting on her face,

making the fresh & cleanliness to flow   through her veins.

A friendly hand is all she needs...

as she is the abandoned kid!!!

Suddenly, the rain stops & a soft sun rises,

in the cloudy sky.

At last the search, the demand

and the hunt die.

She is sleeping closing her eyes,

on flower & grass, underneath the

rainbowy sky.

Smiling at last as she is rising high,

leaving the earthy world far far behind.

She found at last the peace indeed...

LUCKY!!! that she was an abandoned kid.

A moonlit night...

It's a moonlit night

I'm seeing through my window & sigh,

above the cloud & stars...

there's still a pitch black sky!!!

Seeing the silver moon
it'll fade out soon

by the burning daylight

like just another dreamy night

I'm lonely and lost

trying to gather my thoughts

just wanna sail away...

from the hot bright sunray!!!

I am fade & torn

I am here alone

living in shadow of dark

with my dreams & lil' luck

So in the inky sky

I wanna fly high

with my soul & sight...

It's just another moonlit night!!!