Thursday, March 4, 2010

there's light among darkness which shatters


I.
Life is not always a bed of roses,
In life, there's darkness,which it possesses.
Somehow,the light can't pass and go through this,
For someone falls down,in a pain can't ease.

II.
Life wasn't easy, as what we have thought,
It goes like a wheel,which takes every ought.
Somehow I step down,into the darkness,
And soon locks up with every rest.

III.
In those world of darkness,I never thought,
There's lots of pain,that awaits in an ought.
In vain,life is full of pain shattering.
Where there's lots of sorrows that goes fleeing.

IV.
Into those world,of fleeing pain in vain,
For hurt occurs,but somehow roses reign,
For in vain,there's not only pain that ease,
But there's light among sorrows that it please.

V.
As I step down, into the darkness,
I somehow value,what darkness that rest,
For into the world of darkness I rose,
With every strength,that I gain from prose.

VI.
I now understand the value of dim.
In every day that tears,I felt so seem,
There is light among darkness which shatters,
And in life, it somehow goes and flatters.

Monday, March 1, 2010

illusions


I.
Into the world of fascination,
It comes on a new world perception.
II.
In the mind it comes and it puzzles,
With some art and colors that dazzles.
III.
With a twirl and a dash it revolves,
To a new image that soon evolves.
IV.
Into the world of fascination,
The perception is called Illusions

Sunday, February 28, 2010

if i should sing one song


II.
If I should sing only one song,
I’ll sing the song of harmony.
My heart tells its the only song,
Which brings back old ceremony.

III.
If I should sing only one song,
I should sing the song of calmness.
For in my heart it tells a song,
For which prevails great fulfillness

IV.
I should sing the song in my heart,
And I should sing as song no more.
This song lies in all of the heart,
And it shouldn’t kept anymore.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

trees



there,they go swaying,
with the wind they go playing,
which makes the cool bliss.

the bliss

the bliss is the wind,
a wind of faith,that goes on,
after pain,that ease,
it goes,that heals what's broken,
for in heart it makes a glee.