happy birthday to you

My Love for You On your Birthday

My Love for You
On your Birthday

My love for you, shall never pause,
Strong and determined with all my flaws
It endures and doesn’t judge,
My love for you never holds a lasting grudge

Your Generosity , loyalty, and always kind,
My love To you is blind
My love to sees only you
My beating heart I must include

On your birthday, my love for you,
From the clouds, from the mountain tops
a perfect view
Moments, memories, all these time
a year gone by,
I'm here for you, close to your heart

My love for you, lives by the truth,
Always keeps me, always leads me to my youth
When it sees, you and your trust and hope,
It climbs and conquers any mountains and slope
My love for you on your Birthday
I celebrate your birth today
A gorgeous princess you always portray
Best friends and lovers
You are all in one
I am so happy to have you
As the only one

I only wish the best for you,
New experiences we will always pursue
On this special birthday,
On this special that belongs to you
I’ll hold you tight
as the flames of my love,
Begin to ignite

A day begins....

A day begins
With all the beauty it brings
The sun rises in the east
To wake the earth and all things
Tis then fluttering birds
Start to sing
A new day, a new morning
And my new dreams
A new glow of bright light
A new glow of bright sunshine
Our daily life, our daily hopes
New visions…
Gives us the strength…
To struggle, to survive…
To renew our deepest dreams

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…