Whispering Shadow

My first attempt at writing a song...read on! The strings of a guitar, that hum a song of the soul Mending a broken heart, bringing a ray of hope The colours of a picture, that create an array of emotions, Giving a different shade, to every place and face They can only be one's true love Love that never loses sheen A passion so pristine Feeling happier Never torn apart They can only be one's true love The moves of a dance, express a little story A story of romance, of pride and of joy The words of a poem, add a new meaning Creating different pictures, in every other reader They can only be one's true love Love that never loses sheen A passion so pristine Feeling happier Never torn apart They can only be one's true love Feeling happier Never torn apart PS: Dedicated to all our passions...

A good friend told me, “If you are stressed out, sing out loud.” I told her I always did, especially when I had my music on. How often I have seen random people staring at my face and presumably mumbling to themselves, “What’s wrong with this guy?” while I have been humming along my favourite tunes. Oblivious to their remarks, I enjoy living in a world of my songs. My playlist is barely 48 hours long, but I rarely mind listening to the songs on it, over and over and over again.  They can help me change my frame of mind and refocus. There is a song for every mood, a mood for every song. There are few lines that are so close to me that they deserve a mention on my blog:   Song : Yellow / Artist : Cold Play  "I came along I wrote a song for you And all the things you do And it was called yellow   So then I took my turn Oh all the things I've done And it was all yellow"   Song: Carnival of Rust/ Artist: Poet of the Fall  "It's all a game, avoid...

What's wrong with the world mama? People living like aint got no mamas I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism But we still got terrorists here livin In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK But if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And to discriminate only generates hate And if you hatin you're bound to get irate Yeah madness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how anger works and operates You gotta have love just to set it straight Take control of your mind and meditate Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all People killing people dying Children hurtin you hear them crying Can you practice what you preach Would you turn the other cheek? Father Father Father help us Send some guidance from above Cause people got me got me questioning Where is the love? It just ain't the same all ways have changed ...