silas sandeep (32 Ergebnisse)

Zustand: good. Befriedigend/Good: Durchschnittlich erhaltenes Buch bzw. Schutzumschlag mit Gebrauchsspuren, aber vollständigen Seiten. / Describes the average WORN book or dust jacket that has all the pages present.

Zustand: Good. some shelfwear with knocks,marks,foxing but does not affect the content.

Zustand: New.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware -¿Rainbows Don¿t Last Forever, unless¿¿, I must confess was mostly written at a time of great turmoil in my life. As the winds grew harsh and biting, the storm following with fearsome intent, I stood strong like a tree in the Fall, releasing more colour and spreading more joy. In a phrase, I must say¿I lived the season.I know that all these songs in this book will one day touch the soul of the people in the world and music composers will delight in them, with them.These are the songs of the people. You and I live similar lives, in more or small measure; with stronger or lesser intensity; with suppressed desires and hopes; and with stars shining in the darkness of the night. It is one thing to see a star and another to hold on to its twinkle. Find your star and let its soft light raise a glow in your life. I have just done that in ¿Rainbows Don¿t Last Forever, unless¿¿.Books on Demand GmbH, Überseering 33, 22297 Hamburg 80 pp. Englisch.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware -The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become¿the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will rest in the grass, melt into the soil of collective consciousness and this energy will rise on another tree sometime in the future.So are my poems in this collection. They grew within. Each taking a different shape, a structure as definite and free as the thought, each speaking of the time it saw and soaked. They filled me up, as long as they grew on me. They ate of my flesh and drank of my blood. These are my creations. Eventually, they had to meet the earth on which I stand. New leaves must replace the earlier ones. Yet, they would belong to me in the sense the air, earth, water, fire, light and darkness belong to me. The endless cycle of ideas and words falling in composition the time ordains must go on.Like many others of my ilk, I love painting with words. But, the mere picture is not enough. I must see that it reflects, the seen and unseen. I must, like a seeker, seek the world of my dreams.Books on Demand GmbH, Überseering 33, 22297 Hamburg 88 pp. Englisch.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Borough in the Mist, revealed | Poetry in English | Sandeep Silas | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2022 | JustFiction Edition | EAN 9786139422623 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: preigu GmbH & Co. KG, Lengericher Landstr. 19, 49078 Osnabrück, mail[at]preigu[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. RAINBOWS DON'T LAST FOREVER, unless. | Sandeep Silas | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2022 | JustFiction Edition | EAN 9786139422586 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: preigu GmbH & Co. KG, Lengericher Landstr. 19, 49078 Osnabrück, mail[at]preigu[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware -¿Forever Love, Forever One¿, is a book written over many years. Sometimes, Time stops an event from unfolding till the right time comes and the right person comes in your life.The book delves deep into the world of human emotions and feelings. It philosophizes upon Love, Impatience, Trinity, The Light, Seasons, The Creative Mind, Hope, The Art of Being A Queen in Public Life, and more before submitting to the beloved in the verse- ¿Life is beautiful because you touch it/ Songs arise in the heart because you live there.¿I really don¿t know who powers my writing, because when I look back at it, the verse seems so new to me. I think and believe that the God above chooses a human being worthy to be His vessel and then grants him or her a gift. My gift is poetry, and I am deeply grateful to God for this immense blessing.Books on Demand GmbH, Überseering 33, 22297 Hamburg 136 pp. Englisch.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware -Each living being on earth grows up in body and intelligence after birth. However, God was more than kind to human beings when he was writing the destinies of all living creatures. Of all who grow, none was to pass through childhood as the child of Man.A pup was to become a dog, a lion cub was to grow up to be a magnificent beast, to rule in the jungle like a king, a foal was to become to a charming horse, a duckling was to become a duck, a baby whale was destined to roam and ride along the sea waves, and so on and so forth. But, none though given physical progression, was given the magic potion of emotion, imagination, affection, and above all the ability to communicate¿ expression. This is what makes the childhood of the son of man different from the rest. This is what makes him Man.¿Innocent Times¿ comes to its readers with the innocence of a child, wearing the smile of a child, in the unsure yet certain footsteps of an affectionate child.Books on Demand GmbH, Überseering 33, 22297 Hamburg 140 pp. Englisch.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Innocent Times | Sandeep Silas | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2022 | JustFiction Edition | EAN 9786139422609 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: preigu GmbH & Co. KG, Lengericher Landstr. 19, 49078 Osnabrück, mail[at]preigu[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Forever Love, Forever One | Sandeep Silas | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2022 | JustFiction Edition | EAN 9786139422562 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: preigu GmbH & Co. KG, Lengericher Landstr. 19, 49078 Osnabrück, mail[at]preigu[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu.

Zustand: New. In.

Paperback. Zustand: New.

Zustand: New.

Zustand: New.

Zustand: New.

Zustand: New.

Zustand: New. Print on Demand.

Zustand: New. PRINT ON DEMAND.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -'Rainbows Don't Last Forever, unless.', I must confess was mostly written at a time of great turmoil in my life. As the winds grew harsh and biting, the storm following with fearsome intent, I stood strong like a tree in the Fall, releasing more colour and spreading more joy. In a phrase, I must say-I lived the season.I know that all these songs in this book will one day touch the soul of the people in the world and music composers will delight in them, with them.These are the songs of the people. You and I live similar lives, in more or small measure; with stronger or lesser intensity; with suppressed desires and hopes; and with stars shining in the darkness of the night. It is one thing to see a star and another to hold on to its twinkle. Find your star and let its soft light raise a glow in your life. I have just done that in 'Rainbows Don't Last Forever, unless.'. 80 pp. Englisch.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become-the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will rest in the grass, melt into the soil of collective consciousness and this energy will rise on another tree sometime in the future.So are my poems in this collection. They grew within. Each taking a different shape, a structure as definite and free as the thought, each speaking of the time it saw and soaked. They filled me up, as long as they grew on me. They ate of my flesh and drank of my blood. These are my creations. Eventually, they had to meet the earth on which I stand. New leaves must replace the earlier ones. Yet, they would belong to me in the sense the air, earth, water, fire, light and darkness belong to me. The endless cycle of ideas and words falling in composition the time ordains must go on.Like many others of my ilk, I love painting with words. But, the mere picture is not enough. I must see that it reflects, the seen and unseen. I must, like a seeker, seek the world of my dreams. 88 pp. Englisch.

Zustand: New. Print on Demand.

Zustand: New. PRINT ON DEMAND.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -'Forever Love, Forever One', is a book written over many years. Sometimes, Time stops an event from unfolding till the right time comes and the right person comes in your life.The book delves deep into the world of human emotions and feelings. It philosophizes upon Love, Impatience, Trinity, The Light, Seasons, The Creative Mind, Hope, The Art of Being A Queen in Public Life, and more before submitting to the beloved in the verse- 'Life is beautiful because you touch it/ Songs arise in the heart because you live there.'I really don't know who powers my writing, because when I look back at it, the verse seems so new to me. I think and believe that the God above chooses a human being worthy to be His vessel and then grants him or her a gift. My gift is poetry, and I am deeply grateful to God for this immense blessing. 136 pp. Englisch.

Zustand: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. Autor/Autorin: Silas SandeepSandeep Silas, celebrated Poet & Author, Strategist, Peace Activist, Expert (Public Affairs, Public Information & Conflict Resolution) and former career-Civil Servant.He has been conferred the first-ever Inter-cultural L.

Zustand: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured? They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become-the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will re.

Zustand: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. Autor/Autorin: Silas SandeepSandeep Silas, celebrated Poet & Author, Strategist, Peace Activist, Expert (Public Affairs, Public Information & Conflict Resolution) and former career-Civil Servant.He has been conferred the first-ever Inter-cultural L.

Zustand: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. Autor/Autorin: Silas SandeepSandeep Silas, celebrated Poet & Author, Strategist, Peace Activist, Expert (Public Affairs, Public Information & Conflict Resolution) and former career-Civil Servant.He has been conferred the first-ever Inter-cultural L.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - 'Rainbows Don't Last Forever, unless.', I must confess was mostly written at a time of great turmoil in my life. As the winds grew harsh and biting, the storm following with fearsome intent, I stood strong like a tree in the Fall, releasing more colour and spreading more joy. In a phrase, I must say-I lived the season.I know that all these songs in this book will one day touch the soul of the people in the world and music composers will delight in them, with them.These are the songs of the people. You and I live similar lives, in more or small measure; with stronger or lesser intensity; with suppressed desires and hopes; and with stars shining in the darkness of the night. It is one thing to see a star and another to hold on to its twinkle. Find your star and let its soft light raise a glow in your life. I have just done that in 'Rainbows Don't Last Forever, unless.'.

Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become-the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will rest in the grass, melt into the soil of collective consciousness and this energy will rise on another tree sometime in the future.So are my poems in this collection. They grew within. Each taking a different shape, a structure as definite and free as the thought, each speaking of the time it saw and soaked. They filled me up, as long as they grew on me. They ate of my flesh and drank of my blood. These are my creations. Eventually, they had to meet the earth on which I stand. New leaves must replace the earlier ones. Yet, they would belong to me in the sense the air, earth, water, fire, light and darkness belong to me. The endless cycle of ideas and words falling in composition the time ordains must go on.Like many others of my ilk, I love painting with words. But, the mere picture is not enough. I must see that it reflects, the seen and unseen. I must, like a seeker, seek the world of my dreams.