A LOVE STORY BY THE RIVERSIDE.

The River By Bruce Springsteen.

I come from down in the valley where mister when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen
Wed ride out of that valley down to where the fields were green

Wed go down to the river
And into the river wed dive
Oh down to the river wed ride

Then I got mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteen birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
No flowers no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river
And into the river wed dive
On down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the johnstown company
But lately there aint been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember, mary acts like she don't care
But I remember us riding in my brothers car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse that sends me
Down to the river though I know the river is dry
Down to the river, my baby and i
Oh down to the river we ride

R2 ZS

CATCHING THE MOONLIGHT WITH YOU............

THE MOON IS MELTING IN YOU.

I try to hold it with curiosity, with many blinks on my eyes,

It’s sparkling to my sight, making shadows on my nose tip, a real disguise,

Near to my mouth though, I try, can not but, drink the reflect,

It shows no body, its soul as if doesn’t need one, truly intellect,

It casts self, harmlessly on anything comes within the path,

The lost soul of the mighty white has possessed you, and now,

Me, I, think to steal it from you, or take it from you, shall I?

Borrow it, from you?

Whisper comes, sings to me, you are the smith who melts,

The white ore, from the blue,

The moon is melting in you.

Its cold, at some turns, it’s warmer at some, how?

A melting ore, I surprise, should be? Can not be a snow.

A center of the rose line, would not make me smoke,

At this time of time, the second, the minute, the hour sword,

Could certainly not choke!!!

Is it you, that cooling down the molten, but I have nothing,

To say, that I have seen or been to place like Bolton,

Why I am shivering, why my tooth are fighting with a song,

Why am I rubbing my future lines to burn the coming wrong,

Oooohhhhhh!!!!!!!!

Whisper comes, sings to me, you are the smith who melts,

The white ore, from the blue,

The moon is melting in you.

You shine; you make it fake, just similar to the real shining ore,

Still at this place, I swore; where, I will lie never anymore,

The real, takes millions of tic-tac, stated earlier I, too profound,

Greed, I would ever have of them, if they gave rhythmic sound,

Making millions of paper cut with them, giving happiness around,

With yours, I would have gone in depth of alchemy,

Conversion made, by me, of your fake to physical blasphemy,

Wandering in to the dreamland, just like the book of Paulo,

Making a stretch of Viennese waltz, just on the tune of your Aulo,

Whisper comes, sings to me, you are the smith who melts,

The white ore, from the blue,

The moon is melting in you.

I push my ears, and exhaling inside, making the zero thought,

Into a live atmosphere,

Thinking I was doing, at your side, may be an invisible conversation was happening here,

Will you miss me, ‘coz I am a traveler, cursed to ever roam,

Would you mind showing the path, to my doomed heart, clearing your settling foam?

A tide comes within your compassionate being towards me,

I fly into the Trans, a very paranormal of me,

It feels like a sweet pain in my palm, a cold pain, a very cold,

What? I awake, I say, from the sudden,

Whisper comes, sings to me, you are the smith who melts,

The white ore, from the blue,

The moon is melting in you.

I wish I would have been the light of the mighty white,

To be always with you,

‘Coz you are living, giving, winning, charming, singing, flowing

And now melting,

Whisper comes, sings to me, you are the smith who melts,

The white ore, from the blue,

The moon is melting in you, the moon is melting in you.

R2 ZS.

Song Of River Luni For Her Loved Pilgrims !!!

Ajmer, a divine place made holy by a Sufi, who blessed all of the incomplete heart came to his stoppage. For the same need of prayers, many legs stuck in the sand and made a awful print on the blanket of ivory diamonds, always shining, always gliding with air, always dropping, always tumbling with slight of the move as if gonna construct a new tomb with each blow of air from her........!!!!!!! Her? Who? Yes she is the one who gives shiny strengths to the diamonds people have filled their eyes with, but with the sweet inkling of retina, she says that she is the one who is going to remove them, who is going to save their drying throats in the voyage of reaching to a place where they can stand and spread or combine their hands, irrespective of their casts, for the numbness left in their small lives. In this voyage she is with them, a small voyage of fulfilling their dreams with their prayers, which never goes unidentified by the holy soul, with white cloths, and a purest of heart, once landed on her banks only. Blessed her to give a relation to the pilgrims coming for his stoppage, told her to live and share a bloody pulse with them, of them. Told her to Breathe with them.

She is Luni, a Purest of them all, who always nurtures the true thirst of the needful lost and found in the sands, she is joyful, she is dreamy, she is running on the shallow land to fill up the deepest of the emotions of human kind, the pilgrim who accompanies her each year for few miles, she loves each of them, she is happy this year also. She is going to live in the memories of an old men, of a joyful child, and when they will shed their heart at the Sufi's Stoppage, she is going to relive again, she is going to flow as she has been doing for ages, she is going to breathe, she is going to sing as they part their roads, she is going to sing, she sings, she is singing ....................

"I see your face in my mind as I drive away,
Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way.
People are people,
And sometimes we change our minds.
But it's killing me to see you go after all this time.

Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm

Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie,
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see.
Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down,
Now I don't know what to be without you around.

And we know it's never simple,
Never easy.
Never a clean break, noone here to save me.
You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand,
And I can't,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to.

Never wanted this, never wanna see you hurt.
Every little bump in the road I tried to swerve.
But people are people,
And sometimes it doesn't work out,
Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out.

And we know it's never simple,
Never easy.
Never a clean break, no one here to save me.
You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand,
And I can't,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to.

It's two a.m.
Feelin' like I just lost a friend.
Hope you know it's not easy,
Easy for me.
It's two a.m.
Feelin' like I just lost a friend.
Hope you know this ain't easy,
Easy for me.

And we know it's never simple,
Never easy.
Never a clean break, noone here to save me.

Ohhh

I can't,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to. "

	Taylor Swift - Breathe .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

R2 ZS.

A HEART BLEED OF A PURE RIVER MADE IMPURE............

After the Apocalypse, every thing shaded, shattered, gone, nothing to hold, nothing to loose, no one to see, no one to feel, no one to talk to, an impure river, who used to wash everybody's sins, who had washed every dirt from the derm and from heart, remembers her last companion, she is happy that she is free, she will no longer be a cleaning sins but creating a lovable world which she last time had made a mistake in making. but she is sad also that she has lost her only companion, a young boy, who used to talk to her when the world was dying, when she was dying, when love was fading, she remembers him, she cries, she asks the sun, the sky to give her rain that can reincarnate her from the sins she has cleaned, from the grief she is feeling of her loss, from the world which has always made her believe that she is pure but killed a life in her, she sings, she laughingly cries and she sings....................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"A new day has...come

I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear


Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you


Hush, love


I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun
A new day has...come


Where it was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now there's joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy


Hush, love


I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun
A new day has...come


A new day has...come
Ohhh, a light... OOh" !!!!!

Wish Her, Bless Her, Leave Her, ......... Save Her!!!

R2 ZS.

A fisher man Song

Let me tell you story first, Have we ever thought what is the depth of a pain, while you are getting detached from your own home, from your own mother land, from your own rains and from your own cattle that grazes on the first green sprouts getting reincarnated from the ivory heaven. i know you and many of us dont know anything about the grief that one feel for the land, for the water and for the River that is nurturing all of this relations with her, with each other, making them alive. Sure we must respect the existence of flowing river, a goddess, a mother to a fisherman who lives by her, with her, for her and dies with the same, the following is a beautiful song by CHANTAL KREVIAZUK - FEELS LIKE HOME TO ME, which i think explains and feels the returning feeling of a fisherman who knows nothing but to catch a fish, and had to go away from her (the river) to make living, leaving her behind to the fate of her, which has been bounded and perverted due to unexplainable damage caused by so called creation of one world. but still the fisherman and the river connects with each other, converses and the fisherman says in his heart for the companion he has always missed in the jungle of grey trees which surely can be sky touching but cant bring the diamonds from the white foam present on his head, he gasps the smell coming from her, tastes her mist in the his tongue and thinks, sings, feels..........

Something' in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself

Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms

There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast

Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life

If you knew how lonely my life has been

And how long I've been so alone

And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along

And change my life the way you've done

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me

It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

A window breaks, down a long, dark street

And a siren wails in the night

But I'm alright, 'cause I have you here with me

And I can almost see, through the dark there is light

Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me

And how long I've waited for your touch

And if you knew how happy you are making me

I never thought that I'd love anyone so much

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me

It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

	Chantal Kreviazuk - Feels Like Home .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

R2 ZS.

Have a heart of belonging to some one like her, Some one like him, have a life that you can feel flowing like a River.

I am feeling like falling leaf………………

Standing tall is a tree on your bank,
Talking with your flows, as the wind blows.
Bark of its doubtfully brown and rough,
If one touches it. Can feel the growing molds.
Slippery it’s for the squirrels to climb,
Enjoying the chameleon, laughing and wind,
Its tail holding the branch, from the end, swinging in your air,
I am walking side by side, underneath, watching like a fair,

I miss a pebble, lying in its roots, making a sound with,
Open arms and heart, I am feeling like a falling leaf in to you.

I still watch the lizard, doing a break dance with its tail,
I laugh and copy it, bad though, as your music plays,
A spin comes with white foam in it, on the bank,
Watch it with amazed, I, feel it can crash any rank,
If, bored from living, I would have thought to jump,
In to it, and made my straight enter to heaven,
Thinking I ooze a drop at start of my brows,
Taking it on my finger, I see it, as glows,

Throwing it away with a whip of my nail, I make a prompt move,
Open arms and heart, I am feeling like a falling leaf in to you.

There are no doubts in my sense, no concerns for the nonsense,
World, which does understand not, your love, should be unfenced,
We this time at your shore, counting bubbles and smiling in hearts, think something is living still there which can breathe,
I am thinking why but, I am conversing with the tree, the mold, the squirrel, and the lizard,
Can’t take oath but, can we promise you, will save this moment in our hearts,
Connected by you, we are all living by you, thinking of it, with,
Open arms and heart, I am feeling like a falling leaf in to you.
I am feeling like a falling leaf in to you,
I am coming to you,
I am feeling like a falling leaf in to you……………!!

R2 ZS.

LOVEMIGHTY

Blueness of your eyes was the prime reason
Why I fell in love with you
Why I longed for you
Why I proposed to you
Why I waited for years for love to grow in your heart
Why I used to hold your hand and to explore your eyes for moments togather
Why I developed a habit
to sit on Marine Lines
and to stare your eye-coloured sea whenever I missed your sea-coloured eyes
Why I got the world out from my world
Why my existance melt like a Himalaya glacier
And turned into the flow of a river
Why no check-dam could prevent it rushing towards you

You were as simple as the calculation of 1+1
You simply went on loving me
I could never estimate the intensity of your love-
Until the day when we were to depart forever.
When I kissed your tears
It tasted sweet.
I'm obliged to the ocean within you-
that let its taste transformed
For the sake of just a flow of the river.

-RR KIRAN M JOSHI