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If you are here,
You’ll meet the horizons of your dreams
If you are here,
You’ll celebrate your life to ecstasy
If you are here,
You’ll share a smile with me!
You’ll meet the horizons of your dreams
If you are here,
You’ll celebrate your life to ecstasy
If you are here,
You’ll share a smile with me!
Rashmi Kayala. All Rights Reserved.
posted by Rashmi Kayala at 4:27 PM
7 Comments:
I too am here, Rashmi. A wonderful site I shall have to add!
I came. I saw. I vanished.
hello,
thank you for your invitation. i would be glad to be a part of your blog, provided you are okay with a really erratic regularity of blogging. just let me know how i can join.
kind regards.
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FOCUSED (REMIX)
(Focused!) (Focused!)
It’s like walking on a path with guiding lights on… (Focused!)(Focused!)
It’s like driving a well-designed car with full control on…
(Focused!) (Focused!)
It’s like freely enjoying my “POSSESSIONS” without tight grip on…
(Focused!) (Focused!)
And I don’t wanna lose Focus anymore…(Absolutely not on the Remix!)
Not willing to build better schemes
Than those dreary dreams
To get more cream ,
By all necessary means
Was maybe in my genes,
Routines,
Well, you know the deals
A person creates what they defend against…
Now that I lost sight of the aim
I can hardly sleep,
Now I got fame
I can hardly reap
Now I hear my name,
I am sans that guiding beep
I’m fallin, I’m fallin’
Damn! I wanna be…
wanna be…
CHORUS (ONCE)
(Focused!) (Focused!)
It’s like walking on a path with guiding lights on… (Focused!)(Focused!)
It’s like driving a well-designed car with full control on…
(Focused!) (Focused!)
It’s like freely enjoying my “POSSESSIONS” without tight grip on…
(Focused!) (Focused!)
And I don’t wanna lose Focus anymore…
The more I learn , the more it’s like I’m becoming stupid,
The more I yearn, it’s like I perceive more Cupid,
I burn…
of admiration for that creation dubbed “INSPIRATIONS”
I can’t help willing to earn my ticket for that “Realm of imagination”
I mean ,that delightful location,
Causing in me that sensation,
That they call… elation
I’m slippin’, I’m slippin’
Fo’real,I gotta be…
gotta be…
CHORUS (ONCE)
You have given me that taste of Heaven I need to see,
What I strive to be,
some of your “ASPIRATIONS” are telling me,
Now I know what I need to be,
for the 1st time of my life I am F-R-E-E
Enjoying a “free flight” on the wings a superb swan;
even if Imaginary…
Now that I lost sight of the aim
I can hardly sleep,
Now I got fame
I can hardly reap
Now I hear my name,
I am sans that guiding beep
CHORUS*3
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Rashmi: Just stopped back to see what you were up to!
The Haze that clung to me like grief has burned away with the slow rising of the Sun and the promise of healing it brings. To love and be hurt is aninvitation to wisdom and then to love again with greater strength.
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