#lyricsToTheTuneOfEmotions

 DIAMOND STONES  Olive green sari draped the newlywed had slept through the first dark a year now it has been boy kid the grandma asked the jasmine garland were now on the vanishing verge nine months went in a spark not for the ovule but for the male not a princess but a maid was born tired belly plant back to work not a month the supplying machine two or less when surgeon announced lady you are blessed with a princess again silence was never more screeching sons you lust for grandma is eighty now sun which shone from the backyard now sprinkles the salt when you walk the old age home luxuries you gave those males insulted the womb   which nourished had it been a daughter unspoken would have also been heard the pearls of band, real milky white harsh it is, the son you own could just be yours if no wife exists merrier and might the special day light yet the girl, a sister a daughter a darling princess then only :a wife , a mate, a friend...

GOODBYE  avenger boy .. decay, end just the way it is meant  on the high extreme and then a fall from 'A' to 'M' to 'J' to 'S' a new bud when to bloom old flower has to die its the new me and new you old days, the life lost can never be back again wished to stop on a better note but it had to be on a worse still glad it has, the transition was tough cant say you are enemy though for sure we are not FRIENDS in the mate days had a life time but i love my dreamland today's horizon and the sun blaze i love to face the new day a new song, a new tune pianist does re-freshens my soul the chocodreams for new future sorry but you have no space there a group of four, then of two sure it had to be an independent move you climb the ladders, i wander my woods wish you touch the sky i love my land . it has to be a final goodbye -khushi  Though writing this had to be a sad one, it does give me the peace of my mind a knot loosens up as the burden of the ...

Tarzan... Stream that shutters down my cottage has again a foggy cover resting on the hay stack recollecting the lady days my queen outfit the pink ballet shoes lovely sissies, chirping cuckoos around ornaments to the gloss Oil lamps head above mirror of my dressing creasing moonlight monarch’s of the dark out again shadow in the candlelight, back again in time Close yet too far always deserted woods, still could count star you follow, myself too pathetic I lost my lyrics the tune, lost in here evermore Gold spark o’er the horizon caressed my eyes morning coffee steaming hot the misty vapors, tears trickle, clock back again   Bittersweet migraine in my head thought you will be back my Novocain; the sensation was overwhelming been high now for a while. Overhead heat sweat on my tee thought I’ll swim upstream boulders; slimy vermin’s but I have nothing to lose, just some broken lost noon’s. Tarzan ruthless though sure spring fo...

Inadequate still got to be brave. I heard them say it’s time to part well it’s now to be brave    couldn’t go on time journey change what I have gone throughout but it’s time not to be apprehensive   time to turn the day solely create the account fetch what should be mine     foul was their anxiety charming was their eloquent beside being the spawn, I was just a waste   pampered akin to princess may parasite it damaged my bequest catastrophic certain is, moment even if it is to be brave   tiara has vanished, heart can it cry immature needs to be lost sentiment have to be stone   desire is to hear mum’s lullaby dad’s embrace at its best my perfect pair, wish they could be   tent I’ll built-up, where I’ll stay mind is muddled , got to leave the rest however it could be it will be it will be, whilst the moment to be brave.   -khushi.

Whilst What Waits Then Just a craving the only yearning, steal away my solitude whilst surrounded by the multitude morning anticipated , the blessing asked for while sun blazed the snails crawled cuckooBara sang its tale my teddy all I have lonesome woods utter, the insensitive eviction Hard to deal can’t win rainfall sneer across the folk’s enmity in the empty quarters what could have been something besides Moving without silhouette the lonely nightingale sunshine by the horizon wonder when it will happen epitome of love desirable ever exist Womb which found might which created hostile appear the hands well never beyond individual cosmos ordeal will it yet accept fullstop Friends and fakes yesterday and nowadays weren’t you my love no another just name sake right fright of what waits then. -khushi.

The Reason Of Existence Is Itself Misplaced. Strolled the romanticism the wilderness we sauntered never had I thought I could shatter u that real or was it just u left for your own daydreaming I walk the lanes not a tear now trickle down how could have I not loved you when just the beam gave a million reasons it’s hard to comprehend the reason of existence is itself misplaced street dust to the juvenile my subdued track, the wheezing zephyr hide and seek, the ice-cream parlor random men by the wayside dusky nights, couch in the lounge headset, the college parchments that little infant ;epitome of heaven strike the poignant smile void seems every instance lived true the reason of existence is itself misplaced If only you could consent to listen was it a bond so inconsiderate could you look beyond the make-up disgust to doubt that it was all false it’s hard to call on, harder to quench the flames moments you gave, the recollection relished frequen...