Thursday, December 24, 2009


(This is another song I have written lately..check this out and lemme know if u like it or not..)

With a lift of the eyebrow,
The eye speaks of a debt of the answers.
Leaving aside a touch somehow-
The lips grin,trembling outta pleasure..

Open the door when you're trying to embrace;
Put on the veil when you can not find a face;

The sweet heart of haze!

Of all tenderness we worship,
We haven't left its liquor on a shining silver pot.
In all bitter mess we cry for,
We haven't left our vision on a weeping,moistened spot.(chorus)

In all disguise...
In all disguise...
In all disguise!




Quintessence Of Illusion said...

Hmmm........seems like you are trying to hide yourself from you..........the disguised inner self cries out loud to be liberated.........

Sayandeep Kundu said...

may be... better let it be in disguise..