
The mystical pod broke open and the feathery angels appeared floating in the breeze,
My golden beast smiled at me magnanimously, “Now you can have many of me with great ease! “… “
Simi


The mystical pod broke open and the feathery angels appeared floating in the breeze,
My golden beast smiled at me magnanimously, “Now you can have many of me with great ease! “… “
Simi


“Don’t you worry I’ll ask them, what’s wrong with the mankind,
Why are they ruining it all, towards being human, why have they turned blind ? “
And the next moment the little musician picked up his guitar to question each one around,
His words lead to an awkward silence, with our insecurities we all were bound..!
Simi


What’s wrong with the times, I can’t perceive, for everything is happening, a bizzare way.. !
Let me see if I can fix it, to get back to good old times, for they were the best, if I may say. “
Simi

It’s wrong to say, ‘those were the days’.. for you still breathe under the same sun,
Give me this stringed device I’ll show you, life is a euphony, if the war within yourself, you have won. “
Simi

” The sounds as the bells echo, take me to a world so mystical and divine,
As on a cloudy day, the sun’s presence is perceived in the sunshine.
The existence of faith, has to be resembling this, i believe,
That the threads of your endeavor, can portrayal the dreams that you weave.”
SIMI