They told me about the rosy things that I had to feel, they said it'll be a joyful event, a moment of completeness and the soothing medicine for my pains to heal. And they left me at that, alone, to fend for myself. I was scared to hold your wobbly

I shall find you, In the first scent of mystic blossoms. I shall find you, In the first pearl that the ocean shed. I shall find you, In the first dew drop that touches the grass. I shall find you, In the first spark of a glowing torch. I shall

My heart beats in a steady ,fast rhythm, In time to the funky beats of a cymbolam Whenever I see you My love its an ode to you My eyelashes dance and gracefully flutter Like the lovely little birds that hop and twitter When my eyes find you Darling its

Where is the peace , we were born with ? Its all here in pieces.. Wars,tears and sorrow Is all that's left.. Many nations don see a tomorrow Oh Humanity, Give the world some love Care for the people you vuw Children are meant to have fun, they are raised like

I walk down the aisle, wearing a ridiculous smile.. You are there,standing in your tux, And I stare at you ,transfixed... I am floating in a swirl of Ivory silk, The roses around me as white as milk, You turn back and smile, your 5 feet 9" Your

I'll bring down the stars from earth and heaven, Whose skies are blue silk seamlessly woven, For that lovely smile on your lips. I'll twist the enchanting hue of rainbow, Drag the moon down tailing by the tow, For that beautiful smile on your lips, I'll buy you a palace

You haunt my dream, looking so yummy like whipped up cream. I am unable to wake up from my dream, your sensual lips muffling my scream. Some of those dreams are absolutely funny, in them you call me sugar,caramel and honey. Few of those dreams are wild and erotic,

Every waking morning I sit and wonder If i was God's biggest blunder What's the purpose of my life Is it to end up as a morose waif? All I had was a honey drenched voice which can make notes feel like a melodious noise , I wanted to be as

I may not have any form or shape I may not taste like the vineyard grape Because I am just a river My job is to go on forever. I flourish the deltas as i go So that happy farmers can reap and sow Because I am a mighty river

Below the rusted park bench, there was a shimmering hue. I bent down with a trembling hunch, searching for a clueless clue . In the corner of the sprinkled grass, I found an yellow leaf . Its texture was as bland as brass , it look withered , gripped in terrible grief . As though