When my Radio & I start to cry

Rebel-red skies.
This He-bird, still tries.
Deadbeat on moonbeam.
Coursing up the upstream.

On the way back home.
Still stand alone.
Losing & winning.
Giving & sinning.

On the way back home.
Staking every odd ever known.
Tripping & whipping.
Slipping & gripping.

On the way back home.
Unlearning lessons under the blue dome.
Kissing & Missing.
Blissing & Hissing.

How many of us are we?
How many hearts, wanting to be?
How many can count to infinity?

How many hearts, aching to be?
How many breaths, between you and me?
How many can count to infinity?

Sometimes,
SOMETIMES, MY RADIO & I START TO CRY.
SOMETIMES, I REMEMBER THE DAYS I TRIED.

Rebel-red skies.
This He-bird, still tries.
Deadbeat on moonbeam.
Coursing up the upstream.

The Road to Forever Land

Let's walk a lonely road.
Let,s walk-out, on this city's load.
Let's talk a lonely mile.
It will feel better, after a while.

In silence.
Just holding hands.
Just you and I.

The forest avenue.
Nothing said between us.
Just you and I.

The wind is in my hair.
It plays with you,and my winged dare.
The wind is on my lips.
I've casted the sail. You, your ships.

The whistle is wet.
The alcohol, an overdue debt.
The tune is simple. The song, an old croon.
You turned to look behind. Thus, the runes were strewn.

The language of touch.
You just said so much.
The language of flesh.
Our thoughts filter through the skin's mesh.

What's left to find.
Surely, all that remains behind.

Let's turn back, you pray.
The boy that I am, I listen to what you say.

Young Tongue

Say Grace.
Pick up the mirror, and look at your face.
Yours has remained.
Mine has changed.
The face they erased,
has been rearranged.

The fountain of youth.
You always kept yours.
For my stream,
I walked for years, on the burning earth's floors.
Sometimes, I wonder, if we had met before...
Would you have let me in, through your door.

Just as it is in dreams.
The hands of time, turned in my blood streams.
The day they call me by my name.
The day the headlines scream true fame.
The day, we earn our place in the sun.
The day, we stand together, "The One and The One".

I live in wait, as always.
THE DESTINY IS NOT MY TOY.
But, crave I will, both you and acclaim.
FOR I AM BACK AS THE BOY.

Maybe it is you

Risk everything, for a new surprise.
Gamble with your heart as dice.
Cry a tear, till the sunrise.

Burn every fire,
Brave every desire,
Play every game,
Live for Fortune and Fame.

The boy holds the chi.
The lady holds the chen.
Why do we meet, every now and then.
Why do we say, what we say, every now and then.

Yang & Yin,
Chi & Chen,
Guess, won't know, till we kiss, every now and then.

Life hides a "Thousand and One" mysteries.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" histories.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" sorrows.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" tomorrows.

One thousand and one nights of Love.
One thousand and one thousand nights more.
The times I will walk into your door.

One thousand and one nights of Love.
One thousand and a thousand more,
Till you kiss me to another encore.

The Boy is Back

When the touch of hand is cold
When your past, calls you back to the fold
When they look at you, just as they did, in the yore
Just you,just me, and a world, which sailed by us, our leading core

We, together, we'll shine on the neon lit stage
We, together, we'll live our story again, page by page
Hey babe, remember,when the flower crooned
Hey babe, remember, the boy, who comes back to your lonely room

Those were the days, my friend
These are the days, my friend
Their will be days, THE DAYS they will be, my friend
This much I know, from all my days, my friend

Ashu Kaushal