This is a message to a dead son in heaven from her mother This is a message to a dead son in heaven from her mother

I oft go down the memory lane Anxious to find the cause of my pain I laughed and cried the day... I oft go down the memory lane Anxious to find the cause of my pain I laugh...

The days are just passing Like the breeze does Hollow remains the thoughts with rust And fl... The days are just passing Like the breeze does Hollow remains the thoughts...

She felt like a dying solitary tree in an abandoned land She felt like a dying solitary tree in an abandoned land

Whom do we blame? Can we live in denial mode by blaming terrorists, while politicians enjoy fame ... Whom do we blame? Can we live in denial mode by blaming terrorists, while pol...

Tomorrow maybe death. Tomorrow maybe death.