" The Thinker..."

...We all have landscapes inside us, secret rooms where feelings and impressions grow as a little garden....We have individual ways of finding this garden...Write poem or letters,paint, or even take a walk to reflect over life.

We all have our own way.But what is common to us, is a strong emotional feeling that is an essential part of our nature...My way of dealing with this is through music,and everything i write comes from my little secret ...

The simple melody straight from the heart...

...We have invisible heart-strings between us.Our hearts are woven into these fine and sensitive threads that tie us together.These strings can only be seen with our hearts...

But sometimes we step on these strings,because we are not careful enough and that causes strong pain...

Heartstrings is about missing someone and the invisible strings of our hearts...

Only Love can make a memory.

Only Love can make a moment last,

and i remember you then...,

 i will keep my Love unspoken...somewhere in my brokenheart....

" How can you mend this broken man ? "...

 

                                                                              ..For a time...