Biography of Rahul Jazz
Free Spirit...Everything's in the mind..Pain..anger..sorrow..Joy..Be the master of your mind..Let your imagination fly..
Those Beautiful Eyes
Those beautiful eyes, which overcame me
Those wonderful times, which they gave me,
Those sharp dreamy eyes, which no one ever had;
And those graceful moments that never turned bad.
Whenever did the wind blow, I gazed out,
To see the autumn flowers lowering-
To touch those wonderful grounds where we met.
At times when the flowers blossomed,
Those memories came overshadowing my bruised heart.