Woke up from the sound of pouring rain
Smell of wet sand reminded me your skin...

Dedicated to Cindy Graver's husband John F. Graver...
Dec 12, 1958 - March 10, 2001...

Shades of your hair doesn't matter
when the dress slips from your skin...

This one is long, but then i have so much to...

Who is scared of enemies?
when friends are there to harm you...

As i lay under coruscant in night
in acres of barren land...

Sometimes i just sit back and wonder
What exactly my childhood was all about...

Bird of India
Fanning your feathers for show...

Behind my lonely house there is a shore
eagles love to stay there till the very end...

Different night but same dreams
First i choke but then i scream...

And they say, love is a foolish game
in which you bend till you break...

Sitting at the edge of rainbow
i try to recall but dont feel so sure...