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Dharav Shah
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"Love many things"
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dharavshahmusic · 7 years ago
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L.O.V.E.
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Life takes many forms, a blazing sunny afternoon, a cold cloudy night, a brown breeze through the autumn trees to the wonder of those snow whites. The constant here unwavered by the mere presence of it is but life itself.
Just as the singing wind brings dust & rains & happiness, each season brings in an element hidden to the naked eye, faith and belief may help visualize. Momentary as it is, it brings an eternity worth of wisdom, the sooner you realize the sooner you gather.
A constant companion, a friend, a partner, a someone to hold on to while life happens. A selfless idea worth ageless echoes, a union derived from none, a beauty only unmasked in those silent conversations, side by side, absorbing the very essence of life.
Love, hardly misunderstood, yet perceived by momentary choices, it flourishes if given care beyond physical, emotional, subjective & objective realms. A selfless truth, breathed by all, acquainted by few.
Change is a way of life, at times necessary, at times obligatory, at times quite and at times disruptive. People change, circumstances change, times change & things change. The constant here unwavered by the mere presence of it is but LOVE itself.
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dharavshahmusic · 7 years ago
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“In Colors”
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Seeing through the kind kaleidoscope of self-reflection, an ever changing symmetry of reds & greens, blues & yellows, filling up the conquered past. Where are the grays? Pretending in life-less grays lies the elixir. But what is never found can never be lost.
A scene marked by patience & gratitude, fear finds a way. Just like on a perfectly fine rainy day, when the fierce red sun decides to surprise with a rainbow, the dismay at times is vivid inside out. Faith might rescue the brief color blindness, however rainbows after all are self-observed reflections.
Dusk brings closer the grace that is a nocturne, the flair of which, few like Whistler could grasp, its undiscovered charm. A tone varied by grayscale, gently touched by winter storms and summer swims. The kaleidoscope of nature, an ever changing asymmetry of reds & greens, blues & yellows, blacks & whites & grays.
(07/26/18)
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dharavshahmusic · 7 years ago
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Winter
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A cold blanket of curiosity leans towards the high chair, a breath echoes in & out alongside the barren hallway. Do you see it? Winter wanders at our doorstep, i said. Wait, for the fireplace is almost lit, anger not the broken rosewood. But a flame cannot be borrowed, he said. You must obey yours, learn & be.
Like a childless mother in deep december, it roams from door to door, smothering the greens in its fuming frost. Try to be cautious, he said. For once you commit, you must endure. But shouldn’t it be simpler? A breeze as blue as a sad sapphire blows down the alley.
As i stroll amongst the numb white trees, a path marked but dirt & flowers finds me a way. Tall winter coat & short brown hat, the evening light fades gently. It tempts me to rest just as a dear friend arrives. A thick woolen coat & an intense sense of purpose provide all the warmth.
(06/18/18)
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dharavshahmusic · 7 years ago
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“Carry On”
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An array of green lights waiting by my window lines, ready to blink any second now it seems. Like a morning train traversing through the bleak fog in hope of being mesmerized by the golden rays on the lush green fields.
A warming voice rattles the conscience every now & then. Mother, i ask isn’t it just fine now? Now? Now it is. Breath in a few fortunes until you lack the will to hold on to it all. More palms can perhaps provide more resistance.
An anchor by the sea? Perhaps the ocean in my mind. O friend, i ask, why is that so? A brute force approach can break us too. “Break us?” - anything can, why question such. A light can help open the door, however it takes a light to find a light.
A stream of restless pulses, sweat on the tired cheeks, warm breeze on a silent friday evening, reminds the head once again, it is time to carry on.
(06/15/18)
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Debut Album - “Luxuries of Life”
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