Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
Seeing from the past window,
slowly beaming lips
Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
Seeing from the child's window
slowly dwindling innocence...
Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
Seeing from the God's window,
slowly bestowing strength...
Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
Seeing from your window,
slowly freeing the dove...
Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
Seeing from the future window,
slowly hazy black clouds...
Seeing from the dazed window,
slowly falling drops...
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On D Shore
Dance is the Song... the Wind... the Freedom... Dance is the Hidden Language of the Soul...
Endless
On D Shore
Followers
My few lines...
Like Wind that cannot be captured...
Like Sand that flows through...
Like depth of Ocean that cannot be measured...
Like gushing Rivulet that surges askew...
Heart lives...
Profound, Time Unbound...
Like Sand that flows through...
Like depth of Ocean that cannot be measured...
Like gushing Rivulet that surges askew...
Heart lives...
Profound, Time Unbound...
Yahoo!
It’s not how you forget,
but how you forgive…
It’s not how you listen,
but how you understand…
It’s not how you see,
but how you feel…
It’s the two souls touching,
without a blend.
The two flanking fingers of the hand…
It’s the hold you have,
without the grip...
The true love in all hardships...
but how you forgive…
It’s not how you listen,
but how you understand…
It’s not how you see,
but how you feel…
It’s the two souls touching,
without a blend.
The two flanking fingers of the hand…
It’s the hold you have,
without the grip...
The true love in all hardships...
1 comment:
nice interpretations from different levels... keep them flowing, shre :)
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