Running punctuality and just enough, under loyalty, The way the northern winds blew my skirts was seen by a youthful sun, mouthing expletives, It was under that noon, I met thee.
Racing against cold blankets from afar, and fighting cocooned thickets of capture, see, We promised, we promised under trustees of a white and soft cottony dream. Nothing said under them is forgotten because they honor our words with a little ceremony, They find our doorstep and shed ruthlessly till lovers cry woe is me.
Now we sit royal under shadowing roofs, But is it a match for running unprincipled and free? Sun’s fiery rays, upon the crystal quiet water I long to feel, each day a week. The murmur of quiet somethings, off the brazen trees, complete with your eyes warmed upon me, Hell yes, I’ve forgotten the summer sun, That brought life in brooks, and peace to each.
Sun sinks slowly twilight looks at the sun and waits for the night to fall with darkness Life also drowns like dusky sinking sun and ends with foggy dusk wearing evening gown A tiny thought sitting on highland stares at
Life is like a wind It takes the birds And the vultures also Knowing it will eat them all through… Balance is always necessary For you and the Birds At times the weather would vary You have then turn in
let it be yourself, the brightest of the sunshine that will become, survive, fair to friends and foes, the one and all,sharing the same world. in time of the disaster, the mind for good and the assistance, the nobility of
In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Sitting beneath the trees, and thinking about you My heart, my heart is lonely Still don’t realize you left me lonely In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Remembering
Like a rumbling thunder let loose upon a recalcitrant world by the fury of nature, the sound of heavy gun shots could be heard ominously in the distance from this remote settlement where the inhabitants lurks away in the gloomy