Orphan

I've a voice that speaks,
thousands colors that I can paint.
A song that I can play.
with me a broken heart, in this cold bed.

I'm a soul all alone,
still trying to figure out,
how to fly out between two lines.

Mother, O mother,
where are your lovely arms ?
Father, where lies your comforting shadow ?
Am I to fly alone ?
all alone ?

In the agony of this world,
my pole star still awaits
my archway of salvation
is the mockery of my taste.

When I fall around
I break in pieces
then I collect myself
and try to fly again.

Well, what we lack here,
is what we call as emotions,
hearts of rocks and minds of savage.

Is there any place, where I can still fly ?
or is there a kingdom, existing without lines ?

oow, how I left myself behind ?
I don't where am I supposed to go.
I know it was planned, but by whom ?

Don't crush my wings,
they'll revive again.
Don't try to stop me,
I've to fly.
Fly, fly till the horizons meet,
fly fly till the opet reaches earth?
a day will come, when I'll fly.

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From Past two weeks, there's been a new addiction in my life
Sometimes, I stare out of my room's window, and look at
those illuminated stars, that shine on us from distance greater
than one can imagine, then by midnight there's someone in the neighborhood,
a flute musician, he plays his flute like eternal tune of the heart.
And for the next hour, I totally devote myself tuned to the Flute Music.

It's an open chapter that music is the biggest medicine, that one can get,
and this flute music, it seems like sound of wisdom under the light of moon.

There was a poem by the great poet Rabindranath Tagore, where he describes,
how the "Raag Bhairavi" played on flute by Kanta babu, used to soothens
the pain and grief of the junior clerk. The damped and dark room of that
clerk used to get composed with vibrant colors, with the flute music.
Music gave him a reason to survive, and deface some moments of his life.

Such things exist on my side,there's something special in his tunes
the tune as if tells me, that, the worst is over,
and I can breathe again.
Amidst the midnight, there's nothing in between his tones and me,
the only sound of crackers intervening my pleasure, telling me
that the festival of lights is nearby, destroys my isolation.
I know on that particular day, his music will fade away,
and even if he plays the flute, his music won't be audible to me.
But music never dies.

In the End, spare some time, for this website, devoted to Music.

www.musicalme.biz

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Ever thought about death and the feeling that can arouse, 'cause of it ?
Humans are known to fear death, a thing thats sure to come, sooner or later.
You can run for your life, but you can't hide for your life.

Remember, the time you feel the last cry from inside,
your hands starts to fell like two floating leaves of spring.
Just before goin' to blind, the last pain,
that is the door which leads you to the path of being Comfortably Numb.

Few days back, I saw a movie, it was titled "Last Dance".
Quite an old movie, but really touched my heart,
don't know why, it eroded some beliefs, some mindsets of mine.

How can you face yourself, when you know, death is on the door ? ,
and whatever you've is just for some moment of time.

Wrote this poem, some days back.

Tired of darkness,

I try to walk for light.
Working a way out for gildering,
It's the time of evec-tion tonight.

No, no more, Joie de vivre,
'm estranged for this life.
I'm no more guilty,
if the moon was never mine.

Toss a feather on my eyes,
I want to sleep tonight,
there's no morning after,
so why should I run for life ?

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Insighted,
I need you today,
Why don't you come back again ?

Nobody,
Understands my pain.
I'm dreading in my grief
vexed in my claims.
I just wanna born again.
Turned insane,
'm not the same
I need you here today

I'm so scared today, 'm so tired
you're the only one, who can stop the tears
I stand , then kneel, but you aren't the same.

I walk the same old roads
where we once walked together
but now, you've flied away like a bird
while I'm just here dreaming.

I need some time, to pull emotions
time, to lift up my heart again,
by then I need you here,

Take me back to the place I belong
turn the time back again
I was always with you,
but you aren't the same
I need you back again

'cause they don't understand me
and they don't care
you're all I want, here today.

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Sorry for acting like dummies, sorry for creating another scene, my sincere sorry to all of them, this is the only place , where I can express myself. I know I've acted stupid, I know how I feel today, I don't have words to console myself, I never wanted to be like this, I promise I'll change, to what I used to be before, I'll be the same old thing,

sorry,

Ankit

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