Sweetheart

Someone's eyes are brown as a berry
Someone's voice is captivating as a melody
Someone smiles as fresh as dew
But sweetheart...no one is the same as you.

Kadhal Yen Kadhal - Female Version

Kaadhal en kaadhal adhu kanneerula
Pochu adhu pochu ada thaneerula ...

Kaayam pudhu kaayam en ullukkulla
Paalaana nenju adhu veneerula


adi di avana...udha di avana
vet ree avana ...rombha rothana
love panana
pretend panana
game adnaana
overa yosikarena
hayyo onnume vena

suthudhu suthudhu thalayum suthudhu
smthn wrong manasineela
ice cream saaptu paduthko
u will feel better morning la

aayiram soniye
kaathula vaangala
soup la kekaren
nenjuthan thangala

chinna chinna tha dreams ellam kanden
acid oothi tan kannukulla
Friend aluvura kastama irukku
koncham kuda avan worthe illa

thean ooruna nenju kulle kal ooruthe enna solla
padakirukku valaiyirukku
kadalukkulla meena illa

venam di venam
intha kathal mogam
pasangala patha
ada varuthe kovam

naan than vechen...avan mela pasam
Otherwise life would be awesome

adi di avana...udha di avana
vetree avana ...rombha rothana

Flat abs-u
tam cruise-u
im bruised-u
naan loosu

Nonsense-u
Nuisance-u
He gave me
Grievance-u

Friends kuda than irukanum...ma
Boy friend vanthutta roomba tholla

unna vitavan urupada maatan
unna pola nice girl-e illa

Sale irukku
Choice-e illa
Handbag paakaren
Feel-e illa
Reason ethukku
Relationship kku meaning-e illa

venam di venam
intha kathal mogam
pasangala patha
ada varuthe kovam
avana nambi naan kanden nyanam
pothum dee enaku...ithuve pothum

adi di avana...udha di avana
vetree avana ...rombha rothana
love panana
pretend panana
game adnaana
overa yosikarena
hayyo onnume vena


suthudhu suthudhu thalayum suthudhu
smthn wrong manasineela
ice cream saaptu paduthko
u will feel better morning la


hey good night...good night
thanks so much machi

PS:
May be this is not tat a creative attempt...but its
fun

Nirvana tribute

If you don't know about nirvana...you might not understand this....nevermind



Life is a whore
Winters are cold
Annulled at eight
Aneurysm and Aids

Meaning less lines
he seemed to nevermind
he wanted to put on a show
and then to hit the road
he had what it takes
he knew not what it gives

from the brewing success storm
came different songs
you can reap more than you sow
but not just come and go
he had what it takes
he didn't want what it gives

definitions burnt
dangerous stones were turned
when you don’t want anymore
anything is tough to hold
he gave what it takes
he left what it gives

Not you, just me

The dip in the cool pool

soothing...dreamy...

I know I was a fool

It was not you - just me

I rose above for air

but..ah! I was drawn

I just did not care

I swam back down

Time was not my ally

Cool pincers stung me

I was fish out of water

I shuddered n thrashed wildly

I was dripping wet

I was tired and sore

It was not over, not yet

for soon, it was cool again

I was cool, but not wet

I was dry, I did not cry

Now, I do not despair

I do not gasp for air

Tough, so tough

So much brimming

in the cup of life

No, not in

but from outside

Holding it at bay

holding it all out

Its tough, so tough

Well, let it in u say

but what if its not enough?

The dam is full

about to burst

you say are you a fool

let it out first

Holding it at bay

holding it all in

Its tough, so tough

Well, let it out you say

but what if its not enough?

Water drops fall down

the fire still struggles

It wants to cool down

but still it wrestles

Holding it at bay

holding it all out

Its tough, so tough

Well, let it in you say

but what if its not enough?

Days and nights

smiles and pouts

warmth and bitterness

love and heartbreak

Holding it within

holding it all in

Its tough, so tough

Well, let it go you say

but what if its all that's left?

Tell me how??

I wanna run
run
run
From this wave of thought
Before I drown

I never wanna be the one
One
One
The one for you
But I like to be someone

Im in love
And my heart is in war
Nothing seems
Fair so far…

I wanna run , never wanna be the one…in love

I feel like a child
Who lost his only toy
Help me decipher,
Life’s message of joy

I feel like a king
A king in exile
Someday will conquer my sense and reason
until then life is gonna be smthn erstwhile

Im in love
And my heart is in war
Nothing seems
Fair so far…

Don’t wanna feel like a child,a king in exile…tell me how??

Blank reel

A blank reel..A fresh leaf...That's what people have always yearned for, after a time of turmoil. The past is never painful. No, not even the memories. It is the nameless and undescribable something associated with the past and its memories that seethes inside and threatens to burst open.

I dig n dig deeper

There must be a way out

It's late but sooner or later

I've got to have my shout

What's buried is buried

but no, not forgotten

Not missed, not wanted

but the mess is still rotten

The past has no glory

No pretty pictures, no butterflies

There's not much of a story

just wanderings and pointless lies

We look for a reason

after losing it

If there's no use running

We might as well just sit

Not my time

but I don mind

'Tis a blank reel I want

when I try to rewind.

A strange love, this.

I once had a life of my own
Met her in a dark park downtown
She entered and turned my world all around

We'd often stay together
I'd laugh for hours
With some music, the air was filled with fervor

When I was with her I’d get this thrill
Even if I stood still
It was like I were falling down a hill

Once I was her lover
Once I stayed away from her
But sooner or later, with her I’d be there
This a strange love, no one can comprehend
This a strange love for marijuana, no one can comprehend.

Now don’t ask…do u really smoke pot

By Bala

Moon Dance

I Was once

Up in the moon

I made an abode for two

I ploughed the backyard land

With a glowing unicorn

I planted your memories

To sprout an orchard of trees

Is there

Some time you’ve got

Let's fly there in a Pegasus driven cart

Until you need to rest

Let's dance in twinkling stardust

From the moon-grown orchard of mine

Let's savor the fruits divine

Taste of Success

This one is for Sushmita's Bird

I was running down in the pouring rain

From the horseman with the double barrel gun

I was a lion so I shook off the cold from my mane

I ran and ran as fast as I could and reached the shore

I reached the shore and jumped into the mighty ocean

Boats were chasing me with blood stained harpoons

I was a whale so I plunged deep in to cover my trail

I swam and steered and reached an isle

I reached an isle and took off from the land

No one was waiting there with sling or stone

I'm a bird so I'm chirping in the air, I'm free

Once I ran, swam, flew and now I reached a tree

I’ve reached a tree to taste the fruit of success

Before the bite I’m going to make a wish

Let me stay a bird, to sing my song and fly around

I finally tasted success...I came so far, I came so long

I'm just like you

This One was written for Sushmita's painting (Still life-vegetables).

There is a pile of dishes lying in the kitchen sink
You've no idea of when it’s going to be clean
It’s like you’re running in a tight schedule
You’re busy and you’ve lots of things to do
But you don’t do them, not even a few

I’m just like you
A dog chasing its tail
I’m just like you
We can smile when we fail

Sight of your desk at work place makes you frown
You desire to have super powers to fly back home
It’s like the clock is stuck in the same place
Everything sounds like a cliché
You don’t like the way the world is on the weekdays

I’m just like you
Mine is a strange psyche
I’m just like you
I wish to do what I like

Many friends you went to school with are getting married
When your mother talks about wedlock it’s a little scary
It’s like your hair is becoming less dense
And the pointer in your bathroom scale is reaching the maximum
Some days you wonder whether you look older than your mum

I’m just like you
I wait for the horse and the cape
I’m just like you
I want my fairytale escape

Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn!

Wrote this based on conversations from "Gone with the Wind".Nothing special about this one, just made it on a monday morning :)

Are you the Belle of the county
or the sweet doll of the town?
Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn

Are you waiting for a knight with a shining armor?
Will you always look for someplace warmer?
Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn

Looking for compliments from every man?
Until death, will you not lose your charm?
Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn

Caring for me with heart and soul?
Swearing your love till end of the world?
Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn

Why don't they stay that way

Leaves, so green and young
why don't they stay that way
why do they turn brown
why do they wilt or fall away..

Pictures, so fresh n rosy
why don't they stay that way
why do they fade with time
why all the dust and grime

Streams, so cool and clear
why don't they stay that way
why do they get dirty
why do they have to go dry

Days that start happy
why don't they stay that way
why the arguments..the face-offs
why not more laughs...

Memories that curve up a smile
why don't they stay that way
make them be the same, all the while
do they have to go away...

The day ice turned red

On an evening, a cold winter evening
My twin brother and I went to play
we'd had to lie to get our way
we traipsed up the slopes
of the silent snowy mountain
the place that our mother had forbidden
We went to break our boredom


Strands of fabrics in our hands
weaving in and out, all day
Oh, not for us, no chance
Pashmina for folks, far away
With no coeval to play around
Me and my only companion
we traipsed up the slopes
of the mysterious snowy mountain
the place that our mother had forbidden
We went to break our boredom

Neither dawn nor dusk
the day was undecided
The wind was reluctant
The wild fauna were recalcitrant
We knew not what lurked in them
We just went to break our boredom
Our favourite game, with the toy gun
Our mother hated that one
we ran, jumped and yelled
our excitement could not be quelled
But suddenly my day turned dark
not the sky, but my life became stark

My brother was way too fast
He was tough to chase
He climbed on a rock
I was too tired to even walk
Then came a noise too shrill
I felt in my spine, a chill
At that moment. time froze
My brother came rolling down
With a gut wrneching groan
I rushed to him but he...
he was way too fast
I can still hear his labored breath
It was the day white turned red
The day ice melted into blood


Darkness was closing in
I couldn't see what he was mouthing
Our war was just for fun
We did not maliciously tote a gun
We either welcomed playmates
or declined politely
We didn't drag them in
we didn't kill them randomly
My impotent anger was seething
but tears cleared everything
I decided never to set foot again
On that cursed snowy mountain
the place that our mother had forbidden
where We'd gone to break our boredom
on the day ice melted into blood


Time trickled and snaked to the present
Now I understand
My mother's words
Now I understand
Why I had no other playmates

I'm a robin bird.

This was written for a friend's painting.

let me say the story

that once u liked

about a dove and moon light

may be u will rest your eyes

and fall asleep with a smile

let me whisper in your ears

those songs i wrote

when u were not near

may be u will rest your head

on my shoulder

and say nothing but just smile

darling r u feeling blue

i will trade myself

to paint your world new

darling r u feeling cold

i will burn my skin

I'm a robin bird

With dreams in eyes

This one is a love song as sung by married couples

Our hearts aflutter
into the unknown future
we stepped forth

fun repartees
sweet memories
we look back

with dreams in our eyes
joy in our hearts
we look forward

To an eventful journey
as husband and wife -
a witness to each other's life

Just in my head

The other day I got hurt in my dreams
since then nothing is as it seems
I know its just in my head
What makes you think the pain is unreal?

I cant fight for survival here
I'll build my world somewhere...else

Saving things that no one cares
filling my heart shaped jar
I'm just a pantaloon so laugh
happiness chokes me so I cough

Everything is lovely when I fall asleep
So why do you think I'm weak?...sweet

Searching for pieces from the past
making a sculpture from my thoughts
painting it with colors that won't fade
with time it won't change its shade

I close my eyes to see
dreams are unconditional and free...

Nithi

Nithi looked around with her saucer like eyes, curious and excited. She was seated comfortably in her mother's lap. The nicely dressed man had asked her a question.

"Do you like what you do?"

"yes", she answered. She stealthily eyed the candy that she had been promised. But it would have to wait. She would have to answer the questions first.

"Who teaches you?"

"My father" She stole a glance at the candy again, almost wishing that it would mulitply in number with each question she answered.

The man was not scary, but he was strange. He kept pushing a stick like thing towards her everytime she spoke. It made her voice sound loud. Everyone looked at her when she spoke into it.

He had a friend with him. That man carried some machine over his shoulder. He kept looking at her through the machine. She was fascinated by the light that shone out of it.

Her mother nudged her gently and said, "Answer uncle's question, Nithi".

"Uncle" repeated his question - "Do you dream of becoming rich and famous when you grow up and become a big girl?"

"I am already rich and famous, uncle. All these people clap for me. I get all the candy I want. And see, isn't this dress pretty?"

The man and his friend smiled. "Sweet child" he said.

"Do you go to school?"

"No...I don't get time. We have shows during school time too. Teachers don't like it if I go late. So I don't go."

"Hmmm..." He seemed thoughtful.

Nithi was thinking too. She wanted to hop down and run away from the bright light. It was making her sweaty.

She kept looking for her father. It was almost time for the show to start. The man kept asking questions like whether she enjoyed doing the show..who were her friends...who she liked best, mother or father...

When Nithi began to think that the candy was not worth all these questions, the man said, "Thank you Nithi, you are a nice girl. Here is your candy".

Nithi smiled, grabbed her candy and ran towards her father. It was time. She always knew when the show had to start. The camera was still on her. but she did not care about it now. It was time for fun.

The music started. She went up and took her position. She was now at a great height. She could see everyone's head. It was funny - there were so many kinds of heads and so many more different kinds of hairstyles.

She smiled and looked down at her father for the signal. The beats changed. She began her routine. The camera followed her. Nithi was confident and she knew she was very good. Her mother smiled at her from her seat at the corner. People clapped. Nithi loved it.

After the show was over, the man with the camera spoke with her parents and left, after playfully pinching her cheeks. She was tired and ready to sleep on the way home, in her mother's arms.

Nithi's parents were so proud of her. She was the first in the family to be interviewed for the tv. The man was doing some special show. More importantly, he had paid good money.

The only catch was, they did not know where they would see the show. They did not have a tv. The man could not contact them. They did not have a mobile phone. They did not have a landline phone - since the telephone department expected them to have a house to keep the phone.

Yet, they were glad. They kept walking.

There was a show to put on tomorrow. They only hoped there was no policeman who would take away half of their earnings.

One Last Time

Some friends ask if this a metaphor for something, is this a reference to some story. Wat do u think this is?

There is a
silence in the wind,
sadness has skinned the sun
as the soldier takes the ride
For one last time

With his sword and shield
With many wounds that can't be healed
He takes the ride
For one last time

The king will get more gold
Nobles will have their stories told
He has no reason to fight
yet, his only reason is to fight
He takes the ride
For one last time

The silence in the wind
tears through the battle din
It doesn't matter, to lose or win
as the soldier breaks in to enemy lines
For one last time

He swings his sword
throws away his broken shield
He knows the war is fought with heart
and not with shields
He fights
For one last time

He gets stabbed through his chest
His vision is sinking in his blood
His memories are flashing in his head
He wears a smile
but why the smile?
May be, because
His life will end,so will his pain

The trick is how to die
and the purpose of every ride
The king may get his gold
Nobles may have their stories told
When they die
but can they smile,
For one last time

Destiny –A Sounnet

“God doesn’t play dice with the world” really??Don't u believe in destiny??May be everything is planned…may be we r a part of a big plan…Sound says abt this using sounnet rhyming pattern.

It isn't over
until it's done
It's not an offer
It's for the chosen one

You had to pick the paper
You had to break the glass
You had to lose the wager
You had to top the class

They had to love your work
They had to hate your tie
They had to titter and smirk
and you had to wonder why

Not someone, you and they
There is just no other way

I do (Happy version)

This the happy version of an old song of ours. http://balansound.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-doyes-i-do.html#comments. Guitarists can change the mood of a song by toggling with major and minor chords... We tried the same by changing some words.

Let me take ur hand
and hold it forever
in health nd sickness
I like to be with u...yes I do

What is mine is thine
what thine is ours
together we will be one
into my life..with deepest joy
I welcome you...yes I do

I celebarate
our love and commitment
in every moment
of my life's whole expanse
I will luv to smile with u
dream with u,wake up next to you...yes I do

Like today, till end of my days
I will cherish u
In this life and the lives to come
togetherness will be fun
I assure you..I will be there for you..yes I do

Love -> Achilles

The Archers' barrage
did not mar his courage
but....
A single arrow killed Achilles
Paris wounded him in his heel
He fell and watched his lady love
Leaving...going into another world-
He would perhaps be just above
but there was still so much untold

What made Achilles fall?
Paris' arrow?
Briseis' love?
or his own vanity
to be known for eternity

He chose fame
He loved his name
Peace meant nothing
love was not even intriguing
Love did stop his fight
and love triggered his greatest
It killed Hector
It ended Troy
It ended itself
and it ended Achilles

Lost Until Found II

Another sequel to an old song....Lost Until Found ... Still lost until found...

I'm lost until you find me
with ur memories around me
its so confusing
I can sense u in the air
darling are you near?

I can hear ur voice in the crowd
please tell me u r here
I can feel ur arms around
please tell me u r here

I dont sleep alnite
I get soaked in moon light
waiting for you to
emerge from the stars
but every day break gives a heart ache
without you everythng seems sparse

its too tough to stand
can I hold your hand
and sleep tonite
darling
can I hold your hand,
see your eyes and sleep
tonite

Some days Sun rays....

Some days
Sun rays
will never come

long nights
moon light
will shower pain

I need u
so I don't fall apart
gotta tell u
you left a vaccum in my heart

In snail's pace
with life's remains
I'm searching for your shade.

Deep wounds
love scars
gives a sweet pain all my way.

I need u
so we can heal my world
gotta tell you
I'm all alone and its so hard

Soft breeze
empty streets
make me ill at ease

In ur voice
I hear my name
these ears r playing tricks

I miss u
wish you can be near
I need u
so I don't miss u dear.
gotta tell you
this leaves me in tears.