We seem to believe
That someone's problems
Are dark drops in clear water
Can't see through, too solid

We can’t separate
The drops from the water
The dark from the clear
The people from their problems

Like they’re one in the same
And all they’ll ever be
We’ve let problems become
Someones identity

But a rose is not a thorn
And a cactus, not a needle

They are people with problems

and not problem people.

she watched the clouds,
taking over the sky.
she watched the sun,
going down the horizon.
she watched silently...
everybody leaving her side.
she watched the words,
loosing their meaning.
she watched the crystalline,
drops falling from sky...
and then she decided
to let the dreams die.

She was just a random girl,
but a bit different from you.
Glittering eyes, Lovely smile
but from inside she was blue.
Where the life was taking her,
she did not had a clue.
Ignoring what her brain says
her heart tells what to do
No matter what the matter is
she'll help her friends get through
always longing for glamorous
world
her wishes grew and grew...
She was the girl with thousand
wishes
Hoping they'll come true ...

Your eyes are what spoke to me the loudest, as it did when I first caught your stare. And I still fall for your wink and your lids' sweet fluttering, even right now, at 5:22, looking at your photograph.

I crave for the sound of your voice - gentle and affirming. I remember how each time we talk on the phone your words would slide its way down my throat right through my heart, melting it smooth. I still fall for your laugh, even right now, at 5:22, looking at your photograph.

I ache for every word you've spoken, smitten with tender affection, to again escape your lips. I think I've never told you before how your good-nights are more comforting than the softness of my bed. I still fall for your puns, even right now, at 5:22, looking at your photograph.

I sit here two thousand miles from you, sharing the same sunset view. I whisper to the winds to carry these words to you, and bask the air that you breathe with my kisses too. Then maybe it wouldn't be that far of a gap, even right now, at 5:22, falling in love with your photograph.

Standing on the mountain top,
beneath the evening sky.
I want to light a sky lantern,
and watch it as it fly.
Millions of them floating together;
slowly rising high.
They will make the stars jealous,
brightening up my sky.
i want to capture the light...
forever in my eye.
and i will not share that moment,
its just Me & I !!