Fly My Sunday Butterfly

Tried every moment to fly with you.....
Tried my luck to be with you.....
Tried in every breath to look at you....
but I failed, I failed....!!!!

colors of your wing were too bright.....
you seem to be lost when you see the light.....
you spot onto something which is too close...
you don't seem to know,who cares for you everyday....

may be your eyes are closed or my heart is too blind.....
may be I am crazy or am I a sly....
you don't fly on weekdays,may be on some weekend....
you don't seem too hurt or in pain....
but I am hurt and in pain....

wasteless to say, you roam around here and there...
wasteless to say, you are a charmer everyday....
wasteless to say, I am a waste for you anyway....

You move like a butterfly, but sting like a bee....
You pray like a poor,but wish like a child....
You are gem in my heart, but my heart is like a coal mine....

Fly on sunday, is that the perfect time.....
is it where your scent would purify.....

Good bye my butterfly....!!!

Flightless Bird

Flutter in the sky, up so high.....
that everyone could see you fly......
you are wingless, but fly with hope....
you are hopeless,but dream with your soul.....

You have a vision of a eagle,don't make yourself blind....
make yourself independent, even though you can't fly......
Free your mind, free your self.....
Freedom is everywhere,touch with your soul......

paint the sky, as you fly........
paint it red, as you desire......
enrich your world, with a freedom of thought.......
don't bound yourself to a limitless sky........

Abolish the orthodox, adapt something new.........
make your rule,even though you can't fly......
make a wish,that can't be wished again.....
make a prayer, that can't be taken again......

you are fearless and strong......
you go farthest and long.....
you are not likely to get bong down, even though you can't fly....


From morning till dawn.....
From day and so on......
make your presence felt, as you move on.....
make yourself ignorant, as you go along.....

Don't run out of thought.......
Don't you get weak....
Don't get drained.....
and get some beak......

Guitar man

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man.....
Oh guitar man oh guitar man...play me a few song....
Play me few notes.....as I wanna go along.....

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man....
Oh guitar man Oh guitar man....slam the base....
Hit the 'G' ....slam it hard.....
because it ain't that free.....

Play me country....or any damn folk song....
play me led zeppelin or any bollywood song....

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man.....
Oh guitar man Oh guitar man.....play me a few song.....
play arpeggio that really moves on.....

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man....
Oh guitar man Oh guitar man.....play me a few song....

play well...as the radio is turned on......

I hear you guitar man....I hear you every night.....
I don't see your guitar.......but I do see you play alright....

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man....
Oh guitar man Oh guitar man...play me a few song....

I am a big fan of your's ..and let the party go on....

Oh guitar man Oh guitar man....
Oh guitar man Oh guitar man...play me a few song....

My Own Eyes

I see the world with truth....
see the world with more lies.....
I see it in furious anger.....
I see it with my own eyes.....

I see people with hatred....
I see them so blind.....
I see people with different colors..because..
I see it with my own eyes....

I see the blood on my hand....
spreading across man kind....
I see a disgruntled soldier....
killing his own wife....

I see a big white lantern...
but there is no light....
I see the sun and moon....collapse...
in the darkness of a sky....

I see no love.....
see only people with mean heart....
I see them as people...
who have no soul and not even their own mind....

I see tragedy in everybody's life....
I can't see myself going anywhere.....

Because I see it with my own eyes....
as I only see it with my own eyes...
with my own eyes..
with my own eyes....