Well, life is so hard and tough pals. That is what I got from seeing an old woman at noon a few days ago. On that sunny day, she walked bringing feather dusters in her old hand, carrying brooms on her back. She asked every one to buy it. She asked everyone in the car that passed her in a fast food restaurant. With only a bamboo cap on her head she fought against the heat. None bought her brooms. Not far from her, the husband sat on the pavement with any other cleaning tools. Yes pals, getting money is not easy. There are people who work so hard in order to be able to live properly.

ETERNAL FRIENDS (?)

When I was a kid, I had friends. We used to play together. When I moved to my new home and went to different elementary school, we didn’t play together anymore.

When I was in elementary school, I had friends. We used to study together. When we were in different class in junior high school, we didn’t study together anymore.

When I was in junior high school, I had friends. We used to talk about boys together. When I moved from the town, we didn’t talk about boys together anymore.

When I was in senior high school, I had friends. We used to have fun together. When we went to different campus, we didn’t have fun together anymore.

When I am in college, I have friends. We share a lot of stories and opinion together. When we graduate from this college, what will we be?

Venus and Mars

So what if I am Venus

And you are Mars?

We try or best to solve our problem

So what if I am Venus

And you are Mars?

We live in the same planet, Earth

So what if I am Venus

And you are Mars?

We want to enjoy or life

So what if I am Venus

And you are Mars?

We breathe the same air

So what if I am Venus

And you are Mars?

We both are creatures from the same Creator

insincerity

Insincerity is there

Lays on my heart

Lays on my mind

Lays on my tongue

But,

It means not to lie

It means not to deceive

It means not to fake

It’s only …..

Anxiety comes to my mind

Anxiety comes to my heart

Anxiety comes to my tongue

It’s just…..

I want to be understood

I want to be read

I want to be seen

Without

I’m telling you that

I want to be understood

Without

I’m telling you that

My heart wants to be read

Without

I’m telling you that

My mind wants to be seen

It’s merely….

I’m ashamed

I’m afraid

I’m anxious

Actually,

I want you to be here….

Downfall of Deaths

A strong passion lies at the heart of an ordinary woman

Who has gone through thick and thin encountering contentment and agony

In dealing with her own dilemma

Occasionally draining energy, physically and mentally

The spectacular results from her first efforts,

 struggles to find a quite sensitive grace

have inspired similar endeavors across the globe including

blend emotional and humorous anecdotes

a string emotive moments kick her passion

presenting an effective climax for the rise and fall of the world

set the target to the center of error and disaster

feel me

Can you feel my blue when

You are glowing in the gold

Can you feel my feeling when

The wind are blowing my hopes

Can you feel my wish when

My love are growing inside me

Inside me,

 I can see you

Dancing over the rainbow

Dancing follow the flow

Without knowing you’ve made

A hollow

Inside me

Inside me,

 I can see you singing a lullaby to my heart

So I can’t awake the me

Inside me

You call it’s a lullaby

I call it’s an alibi

You call it’s a potion

I call it’s a poison

Hugging is an alibi trying to runaway

In a dark way of me

And a bright way of you

Why?

Can you feel it?