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"Rainbows Don't Last Forever, unless...", I must confess was mostly written at a time of great turmoil in my life. As the winds grew harsh and biting, the storm following with fearsome intent, I stood strong like a tree in the Fall, releasing more colour and spreading more joy. In a phrase, I must say-I lived the season.I know that all these songs in this book will one day touch the soul of the people in the world and music composers will delight in them, with them.These are the songs of the people. You and I live similar lives, in more or small measure; with stronger or lesser intensity;...

"Forever Love, Forever One", is a book written over many years. Sometimes, Time stops an event from unfolding till the right time comes and the right person comes in your life.The book delves deep into the world of human emotions and feelings. It philosophizes upon Love, Impatience, Trinity, The Light, Seasons, The Creative Mind, Hope, The Art of Being A Queen in Public Life, and more before submitting to the beloved in the verse- "Life is beautiful because you touch it/ Songs arise in the heart because you live there."I really don't know who powers my writing, because when I look back at it,...

The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured? They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become-the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will rest in the grass, melt into the soil of collective consciousness and this energy will rise on another tree sometime in the future.So are my poems in this collection. They grew within. Each taking a different shape, a structure as definite and free as the thought, each speaking of the time it saw and soaked. They filled me up, as long as they...

Each living being on earth grows up in body and intelligence after birth. However, God was more than kind to human beings when he was writing the destinies of all living creatures. Of all who grow, none was to pass through childhood as the child of Man.A pup was to become a dog, a lion cub was to grow up to be a magnificent beast, to rule in the jungle like a king, a foal was to become to a charming horse, a duckling was to become a duck, a baby whale was destined to roam and ride along the sea waves, and so on and so forth. But, none though given physical progression, was given the magic...