Showing posts with label aletha kavindra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aletha kavindra. Show all posts

Saturday, 21 February 2009

COME HOME

Wrote this over a year ago.... Actually I wanted it copyrighted or something first. But, well.... here it goes
[for you SND]



COME HOME –aletha Kavindra-

G

Sitting by the seaside

Cadd7

Waiting for you

G

Facing the blue sky

Cadd7

Where are you ?

G Cadd7

I know you’ll come home soon

Em

But this absence of you

Dsus4/F#

Is killing me.

G

Looking for the white star

Cadd7

That we’d gaze and see

Em7 Dsus4

together

G

Wishing upon a shooting star

Cm7

So I don’t have to be

Dsus4 Em7

Here without you

G

Sweet love come home

Cadd7

I need you right now

Em7 Dsus4

The most

G

Your arms to hold me up

Em7 Dsus4

from this wretched storm

Your words to keep my

Head up high

Your dear smile

I need so much when cry

Please don’t make me sing this song

again

G

Sweet love come home


Monday, 1 December 2008

the Dance of Gods

Life has its ways

Of making us see things beyond itself

As the hands moves

The eyes follow

And where the eyes chase

The mind pursues

what the mind sees

The abhinaya is provoked

Hence

The rasa is born

To a realm

Of life

And immortality

In his ancient art of

Bharathanatyam...

Aum Namasivaya


Tuesday, 15 April 2008

Threshold

Threshold,a ball, a gown, a prince,
life's little hold on me;
dreams born,taking me out of misery,
but this is much bigger a drudgery,
beware, be strong,
it might just be a fantasy,
for how real it could have been,
or how beautiful all of it mean,
it was just a fairy-tale,
doomed to reign,
in a vulnerable heart,
in a lost soul,
losing whats hope in the hunt for false hope...

Little by little, she is swept away,
into those dreams,where
its difficult to say
what is real,
not accepted here or anywhere,
why should she be in this too-real-a-world,
for that little fairy-tale simply
makes her a darn happy girl.

Look,
look at her,
look at me,
this misery of loneliness,
being away.........

That last glance they had,
the first kiss they shared,
Are now , mere memories,

Of a pierced heart,
a broken soul,

All she loves is him,
the angel with that
bright smile,
which gave her courage,
his warm touch,
that comforts all pain,
and those eyes....
with so much loving grace.


~aletha kavindra~