The Trail

Walk on a rainbow trail
Walk on a trail of song
It's a trail of smiles and laughter
It's a trail where u can do anything
Even right a wrong!

This trail of seeming mystery
Is no mystery at all, I say
It's something that lies dormant within every one of us
And waits for the day that it can forever be awakened
Awakened especially when we lose our way

It teaches us to love life
No matter how good or bad things are
It makes life worthwhile for us and others
To know that we're never alone
And that there's always someone, not too far

So, begin your walk
You may even skip if that's your thing to do
It's upto to you to pick a trail of your choice
A rainbow trail or a trail of song
Remember, to start off on this trail, ALL you need is You!!

It's Good To Be a Clown

Do what you believe in and believe in what you do
And know that there's always someone out there
That wants nothing but the best for you
Trust your heart when it talks to you
Believe in the fact that what you want, you can and will do
The path may not be easy
The road may be long and full of ups and downs
But when you finally get to the place you want
You'll be smiling away with joy, just like a Clown!

We All Make Mistakes

I write not for money
I write not for fame
I write to express myself
And get others to try and do the same

It's not very easy
To say what you feel
To acknowledge that you're sometimes nice
And at other times, a heel

Everyone makes mistakes
And it's what we learn from them that matters
To make sure that we accept our faults
If not, the guilt leaves our soul in tatters

So, if you should fall
Be not afraid
Admit you were wrong, do it right the next time
And I guarantee, you'll have it made!!

Colors of September - The Beginning (By Raju a.k.a Che)

My friend asked me
"Shall I color the September?"
I'm a little hard of hearing
I said, "Yeah, Colors of September"
If she ever noticed the slip,
She never said a word
And I'll bet a million dollars
The world went its' way
And September promptly got its colors!
All would be fine
'Cept that Mr. P was around.
Not a soul seemed to care
But HE heard the sound.
With eyes the size of cabbages
He bounced like a clown
Hands flailing, high-tailing
He sent word to town!
But for two good friends
Who understood each other...
All we cared for, was that
September got its' colors.
And the next month
October got colored too....

Tuesday 3 - Brand New Show: Smiles!

The sun's about to rise, and sleep fills my eyes
But the thought of a starting a new day
Fills me with gladness in a very special way.

It's another chance to do something right
So don't let this opportunity get out of sight..

Smile at someone you don't even know
'Cuz it will cheer anyone up
Of that, I couldn't be more sure!

Sing aloud like you don't really care
And fly like a bird up in the air...

It's another day, a brand new show
So spread your smiles
And you're ready to soar...

Reminisces Colors of September - For "Che Puewara"

It's almost the end of the month
And then I go back in time and remember
Twas a year ago when began
The Colors of September..

It started with a calendar that needed some coloring
A conversation between 2 friends that seemed to go nowhere to others
But to us, as good a conversation as any
'Cause the whole situation was ridiculously funny.

It then became clear
That when like minds meet
Words don't need to be spoken, which by the way
Is no easy feat!

So for my friend who I share so much with
I'm happy our paths have crossed
You're creative and just plain nice
And have the most soothing voice

I love that we look at the little things in life
And simply rejoice!!

So, this one's for Che, my patient, loving friend
Who in any situation
For himself and others, can fend..

Carry on Che and may you be happy always
'Cause when you're around
You're warmer than the suns rays...

Birthday Boy

As I try to write a few lines for you
I draw a blank and think of what next to do..
My wish for you is what you wish for yourself
All those happy things you keep in a box on some shelf.
You're someone that everyone looks upto and adores
And there's more than just a few who want to be like you
Of that, I couldn't be more sure..

A simple guy with simple tastes
A lot of talent so don't let it go to waste
A touch of man, a little boy
When you see and do those simple things
Your eyes always light up with joy

The room always gets brighter when you walk in
Your smile intoxicating, like whisky or gin..
I could go on and on, and it still wouldn't suffice
Not for someone who's more than just nice
So I end this now with a prayer for you
May you always be happy and content and to yourself and heart
Always be True....