Karunesh - Beyond The Horizon!

The angst of a man....

The angst of a man is like a tune with the wind
And his dreams are unnoticed with starry sky
And every drop of snow resembles a tear drop
And silence- is full of unspoken words
And undone movement
And confession to hidden love affairs
And wonders of untold
In this silence our reality is hidden
The reality of you…and I

I wish for you and me, a pair of eyes
To gaze at the lights and signs in our darkness

And ears to listen to voices and impulses
In our unconscious moments

For you and I…a soul
To hold all these in and accept

And a language
That in its honesty
To release us from our darkness

And let us to be free from all those
That has captured us
To speak out

Sometimes those that relieve us from the reality
Is empty in itself
Because it is only truth that gives deliverance

It is of our pure luck
Maybe…
That those we wish for are not attainable
Or it just escapes from our hands

I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins

I want to mix with what has wrapped around me
I feel and I know
I rub my hands and I am fearful
I believe and I am hopeful
That nothing is going to confront with it

I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins

A story...

A story I want to tell
Of three things, that been curtail
A hand, a window and a stone

A moment that pauses in a tone
The window didn’t want to be shatter
Nor a stone did want to be thrown
The hand that was the one
Doing all that on its own

An insult can fly if it is prone
It cannot be forgotten nor can’t it be gone
Like the shattered window
Cannot forget the cracks on its own
Being hit by one stone

An insult is not like small stone
That was by one hand it was thrown
The hand that unthinkingly that throw
To shatter a friends window

An insult just like that stone
Once breaks and shatters the glass on the window
Stays shattered if it becomes a repaired window

A woman...

I know a woman
Has a desire to fly
Anxious she try
She is frightened of travel and cry

I know a woman
In the corner of her house
Between washing and cooking
Sings a love song
She beholds a simple gaze and she is alone
Her voice is tired and exhausted, and she is torn
Her dreams are at the bottom of future and wasted

I know a woman
Being regretful
Why has she lost her heart?
To the one dose not surmise

A woman whispers quietly
I am tired of this house
But in dilemma if she disparts
Whose hand going to comb the hair
Of her child

A woman is in pain and pregnant
A baby of sorrow in her arms
The woman whispers and cries
She is empty in her breasts of milk to feed her child

A woman with her lonely fiber
Is sewing a net

A woman in the darkened corner
Is praying for light

A woman acquainted with chain
A woman familiar with jail
All of her shares are
The cold look of a prison guard


I know a woman
Dies of despise on her prides
But she sings
The music of what destiny brings


A woman struggling with poverty
Sleeps with tears
A woman with regret and perplexity
Is not aware of her conviction and fears


I know a woman
Her poem smells with sadness
But she smiles and says
That world is full of toss and turns

I know a woman
Every night reads stories,
Poems for her child
With Her chest full of immense pains
But keeps her pride

A woman is scared of leaving
She is the candle light of the house
If she leaves this house out the door
Dark and empty will be her house of her love and adore

A woman ashamed
Of the empty table
With a child on her side
Oh my baby sleeps the night
Oh yes sleep
And I will repeat the song of lullaby


I know a woman yellow skirt
She night and day is cry
She is barren
And in pain
Hoping to breed a life on her side

I know a woman
She is out of breath of life
Her steps are exhausted
Her heart beneath her feet
Her hopes are empty in life
Shouts that: it is enough


I know a woman
With the evil within her soul
Has fought for thousand times
And won the battle at last
Has laughed alas
To the ridiculed of the
Infamous that made her toil

A woman is singing
A woman is silent
A woman within the lights
Is stranded at dark nights



A woman works like a man
She has blisters in her hand
Pain and suffering fills her life
She forgets
She is carrying a child in her womb

A woman is in her death bed
A woman is on her way of dying
Who will ask of their well being?
I do not know
I do not know
One night in a tiny bed
A woman slowly will pass,
And her life will end, alas

And gets her revenge
A woman
Of a womanizer man
I know a woman…
I know a woman…
I know a woman…

New Age Music Nº12 : Karunesh - A Journey Of The Heart

Fathers...

Fathers are king of things
Fathers see the world of protection
Fathers offer willing compassion
Fathers stand by you
Fathers give their love
With kindness and passion
Fathers know what you have in mind
Fathers listen to your feelings
Fathers are there to defend
Fathers can be your best friend
Your triumph makes them proud
Your sadness is their thought
Fathers hug makes you strong
Fathers love is always there for you
Fathers love in your life plays a part
Fathers love is deep in his heart
He believes in you so devoutly
He believes that you are always right
Hs eyes are always watching
His ears are always open
He protects you day and night
A father is a source of strength
A teacher and a guide