............if she listen.

Still the nights are heavy, memories shadow the dream

that day keeps on coming back, like evarlasting grim

A painting u started to draw, colored in your love

singing with the mountain breeze, smiling with the sun above

along came the blizard storm, no where to hide

took away the colors, leaving pain by your side

Now the canvas lies in a corner, drenched in warm tears

though the colors have faded, the pain hadnt gone in years

and there is a constant fear of loss, the mind cant escape

every thought of drawing it again, paint-brush out of shape.

Now the gleam has gone but surely there was light

midst of this pitch-black void, why the darkness seems so bright?

even though the windows are closed to deny outside

why the muddy smell of rain brings in such delight?

Now the curtains are drawn and the moon-light cant get in

then why seldom in a starry night the sadness gives in?

flower vase is empty for long, a couple of dead leaves

why the sweet smell of rose ? the fragnance never leaves.

these are the hints from above, ways to make choice

listen to the whispers, beliv in his voice.

its time to open the window, feel the summer breeze

time to dance in the snow, let the pain freeze

never told her..

there are these nights i am watching the stars
the snow on my hair, it feels like moon-dust
u come down from everywhere my roving gaze fall
your eyes tell me fairy tale, the happiest of all
my feelings are not words,I can't speak what I feel.
but whatever the scars of yours,I want to heal
my eyes have the answer of the questions you ask
this distance is no real, the time is just stuck
your laughter is my life, your tears that i cry
my heaven is with you, far below the sky.