I place my hands on your skin, life has a way of being so thin, leaving me askance for a little sin, collecting souvenirs for the bin. I hit my head on your sill, was looking for a little thrill, i have

Me and I could never see eye to eye, always in conflict always in turmoil, always restless always in a broil. I ask, "who are you... me" ? Me, "was trying to lose you... I" Saw shades

I took these photos with my Canon SX 30. Enjoy how the chameleon is try to blend in by changing colors. Peace and love.

Full of desire like a raging river rapid, hit by a thousand icicles of pain, you want to scream and throw away the wanting, it is killing you. Try to ease the pull of the strong undertow, desperate moves

There are times when you are longing for someone or some thing or just lonesome and filled with agitation. I tried to get the emotions into this piece of music. Enjoy !!! Peace and love !!!

Caught in the web of your mind reality edges you to the brink of the precipice where there is no right and no wrong. Was the choice you made a winner or a loser in the wild rivers of desire whirling in

Firelight streaking shadows in the depth of the night I pluck a few strains on my old guitar recalling the soft fragrance of bygone days foretelling a strange tomorrow... We talk in a language coming from

Hello Steemians. This is my entry to open mic week 47. It's a song in Hindi. I hope you can listen and appreciate the music if you don't understand the language. The song talks about the rainy weather

Saw sunsets dissolve in the acid of blistering rain saw dense smoke being blown by the sudden wind saw dark clouds thunder with streaks of flashing light saw a stranger walk up to me and say 'Life is an

Hello !!! There are times when one is in a very happy mood. I guess today was one of those days. I woke up with the feeling of wanting to rush outside and fly with the clouds and dance. So I picked up

Hello friends. Today I took out my saxophone to play. It's a sad lonely motif that keeps going on in my head. So I decided to record and share it with you all. I love jamming on the drone of the Tanpura,

The dream ends in a hot sizzle as dew drops evaporate in the sun and I adjust my vision to the piercing light, my eyes heavy with the shadowy remnants of the illusion floating by in a meandering daze.

Hello all !!! I woke up this morning in a mood to jam on my crystal flute after a long time. It has been tucked away for quite some time now. Been singing a lot lately specially with the open mic contest

Never take your freedom for granted, it came through bloodshed and many tears. Some day again we may be slaves unwanted, only time will tell through the years. So stay happy and at peace my fellow men,

Hey all my steemit friends. This is my entry to open mic week 46. Thanks to @luzcypher and @pfunk as always. If you want to enter open mic please visit Steemit open mic Lyrics: Soaking in oblivion Sipping

The signs all pointed to a straight forward path, but the perspective deviated by its own will. The story took on a new dimension, as the fools were silent and stood so still. The cards turned around the

Touch me so I feel your love permeating my pores like a soft balm. Touch me so I relive the moments when u r far from me out in the calm. Touch me so I place my self on the alter awaiting the herald of

When the night comes and its cold outside, I sit alone within myself wondering why. Where did it all begin, why do I exist, is existence a reality or just a dream within the existence of reality. It turns

Hello my friends. This is my entry to open mic week 45 This is an old Silk route song that we composed back in 1995. Played once or twice in a show but then was forgotten because our audience by then wanted

The day turned out to be a surprise, Crazy ride and the look in your eyes, Took me places I would like to hide, Touched my being on the wild side. The touch of love and the halo of faith, Seeping within