I searched the darkness in my side of night, So marking stars strewn in the Milky Way, Now made familiar by my searchful sight, That no more in the cosmos could I stray;
Or will a better chance come with the sun, When blazing hot activities progress, My hope goes high, this sadness will be gone, As this endeavour turns to sweet success;
And yet love foiled attempts to ever find Itself, or courage that once dreams denied, What good can light be to a love when blind, And only to deaf silence did confide? . . . . For to a blind the darkness gives no woes, . . . . For one with sight, it’s hardly where he goes.
♪ ♫ Well, I guess, it could be said that if my knowledge and wisdom were converted to wealth, I may humbly say, in all honesty, that I am not a millionaire. But if out of my two cents, you would agree to accept one of it, then, I could proudly say, in all modesty, that I have done charity.♥
Don’t remember when it happened A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new. It all started with a prologue, As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both
You’ve kept my heart’s dynamite aflame You know I can never be the same since your charming kiss did my heart tame. What words can describe your beauty’s fame? No smile can contend with yours’ my dame. It sends sorrow