Faded is my heart…. Faded is my dream….Faded they may seem…. Never I scream!

What is the price of freedom! I’m not talking about the physical restraining kind, but the spiritual, mental, emotional kind! If we glance at a tiny bird, it represents the ultimate freedom, the ability to...

Pour on me the tears of the heavensKiss my cheeks with crystal rain Wash away my blemishes and jittersTeach me how to dance in the rain Listen closely and you may hearA sweet fading melody...

La vie est belle …..La vie est loca!Sometimes up…Other times downBig smiles….WaterfallsMake the best of it…As no one knows It’s up to you how it goes