You stole my heart-
like a pick-pocket; lifting...
Often on the river embankment I observe the same...
Gliding, floating solitarily whilst treading and...
*Note: I wrote this based on the tragic death of...
Gazing at the night sky is where i stand...
I see you, mother,
dipping out from the shadows...
and...
as the night-flower of anguish...
This old house is the lines upon your face-
Your smile adorns every angle...
I use to cry in bed every night with to little...
I sat down to write last words for my love
What could be the best word for my love...
I can't remember the day,
The day when you left me...
As the night slowly creeps in
It brings with itself the shadow of despair...
There's music in your voice
An everlasting longing for someone...
A note escaped the violin
to forever wander...