Cry to me; cry with me.

You know you can. 

When you are with me.

You’ll just be whom I see.

I’ll ignore the image I may have of you.

Even what the world thinks of you.

Good, bad, ugly — who gets a say in that?

I’ll even take evil if it comes as truth.

Look into my eyes,

Strip to your soul.

I promise I will have no filters.

I see you as whole.

There is an unasked why to each what.

Something has led you to this rut.

So, cry! Be angry! Shout, scream, and yell!

I know you want to, I can tell.

When you are with me, it's a deal.

You don't need to hide what you feel.

The world is fond of liars.

But you stay true to yourself.

Live what is now, it won’t be back.

Live what is real, let’s not pretend.

I see in you a reflection of my lost soul.

May be you will find yourself in my stroll.

That's the soul connection we have...

The game of divide and rule, 
Started by some conniving fool.
Since the beginning of its conception, 
It has brought about all the destruction.

Empires are fallen with this rule,
Power hungry people's tool.
First create fear and uncertainty, 
Show a carrot for some sense of security.

The game was played for ages, 
Creating rifts to ignite rages.
Why people can't see the string?
Looking at the carrot, they start to sing.

Unity, coöperation and empathy,
We do not need the political boundary.
All current issues are global,
Climate change is not just local.

We need to unite for greater good,
See beyond the fool's gold.
Understand that Earth matters,
Act now before it shatters.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case
To see the broken bow hanging on the top side,
On the glossy brown body, loose bow strings slide.
Bridge collapsing under the wires is undeniable,
Strings bending to some unknown tune, unrecognizable.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case
Once, it was an instrument of love and affection.
With work, for me to learn and to master.
Over the time the passion is just gone,
Clutching and wondering what went wrong? 

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
I hugged it tightly and I simply cried.
In a desperate need to rekindle my old flame.
I started to fit together the broken pieces,
I tried to mend the old bearings of neglect.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
While wiping down the dust it made me wonder.
Why we let the things we love to fall under?
As we grow old and time passes by,
Things we love the most, always pay the price.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
Few things we must hold on to in this life,
No matter if experiences teach you to strife.
I am learning not to forget the things I once loved,
They make you who you are, where you once belonged...

I have not written anything since long,
Somewhere I have lost all the songs.
To rekindle my love for the rhyme,
Here is to my romance with an alpine.
 
I have been seeing you for some time,
Your beauty is just so sublime.
In summers or in winters,
You give me a special comfort.
 
When I step out of the door,
I turn around to see and adore.
No matter how I feel inside,
Looking at you fills me with pride.
 
In summers, I can see the dolerites,
Reminds me of the past it writes.
It screams with all its magnanimity,
To wear your scars with vanity.
 
In winters, whenever it snows,
And the cold air that flows.
Even though it makes me quiver,
I love the splendour it delivers.
 
The snow covered rocks on the top,
Makes you look like an old pop.
With your experience of ages,
It can fill up thousands of pages.
 
I will continue to admire you till the time,
You have welcomed me with a shine.
In a strange land of uncertainty,
You made me feel at home Kunanyi…

Hey, you Hooman,
Don't look at me that way
I am not gonna stay
Give me my food
And I will be on my way

I see you, and I come in
If I like, I start purrin'
For a belly rub I roll on
thus, I make you my pawn

I lick and scratch for my good
You find it to be so cute
You start talking like a baby
I think you are a fool and crazy

I am my own queen
I always keep myself clean
Don't be such a smug
I am the cutest ****

You think I may not care
My love is for the rare
When I decide to show
Then only you will know

I teach you to be you
Plenty of stories in every mew
Listen closely for your sake
Be yourself and don't be a fake....

You and I are miles apart,
Connected by our frail heart.
Long distance is so difficult,
When we both want to be together.
I know we eventually will find a way,
Desperately waiting for that day.
In you, I have finally found a home,
To call someone as my own.
You are everything that I ever wanted,
The universe has my wish granted.
The connection I feel when with you,
Keeping us together, it is the glue.
You have seen me at my best,
You have seen me in my unrest.
I hope we can beat the weather,
All I want is to grow old together.
Life can pour all its misery,
We will get through the mystery.
Your love gives me the wings to fly,
Sky is the limit, when it is you and I...