Life maybe unfair;
Unpredictable, hard, trying…
Yet the world doesn’t end here;
You may have lost a few, yet I remain…
Yes the choice is not easy…
But happiness can be found;
During the darkest hour too;
You just need;
Be happy, joyous, laugh and enjoy…
The world will seem a better place… And I am ever yours…
In the Shadows & Covers of Silken Black;
where, rain of love casts forth its accord.
I find solace for all ailments of mine;
as you proclaim all your wonders, divine.
For parchments may burn, writings fail;
as the powerful rhyme of time is sung;
yet memories shall flow, unsurpassed;
and your beauty shall shine bright, unto moments, hung.
Darkness shall fall, the moon down, stars out;
These rays of ecstasy shall be gone one night.
Yet, there shall remain, one such source bright;
It will be your grace, casting forth its light
Infinity will pass, times change, memoirs written;
But i shall ever remember you and see you in Heaven
Like tiny eyes,
on my window, watching me, knowing it,
raindrops, circles, colours,
the world is colourful but not mine. And the sadness,
I have felt, few have,
For i remain ever sorry that I lost you and ever melancholy.
Can we ever, regain, the same times we had, the same memories we shared…….
and the same love we had.
An apology, a clean breast, and always helping,
is not that enough???
I am sorry and I love you.
When unto thy lands of sweet and sorrow;
when unto thy creations of day & ‘morrow;
aimless, yet for something, I wander;
I find solace for everything in your wonder.
For my heart may cry, my eyes share;
waves of regrets, and fountains of tear;
and if your heart may signify, a close distance;
that shall prove, through my heart, a lance.
And if thou may fear, clouds of despair;
rains of tear, and love springs of care;
then remember, forever, this promise of mine;
if ever, you need a shoulder, it shall be mine.
For love & affection and bond & care of ours;
might never wane, for infinite, a year or hours.
There was once a boy named Charlie Ben;
who kept a cat named Mandie-Men.
The cat was softy and furry;
and mewy and merry.
One day, Ben went camping;
and left Men lonely lamenting.
When he came back, was he surprised;
there was no Men in sight.
(He had disappeared under the mat;
to make little Ben feel bad).
The boy didn’t find the cat;
and started feeling really, really bad.
Finally, he lost all his hope;
started crying, he really did mope.
And Men heard him crying out;
(Ben had, in sorrow, made a pout).
The cat saw this, the cat saw stars;
in fact, he mentally launched himself to Mars.
But then, the boy didn’t stop the tears;
he actually cried more than his peers.
So Men started feeling bad;
and came out from under the mat.
He mewed, the boy heard, he jumped;
looked around, saw him & jumped again.
Jumped near him in joy;
and played with him like a toy.
(More & more, Ben loved the feline;
so he slept near his waistline).
Then they went to the bed and lied down;
yet, their spirits were, by no means, down.
So they had a short nap after a supper;
and lived happily ever after.
In my eyes, a dream was drawn;
as the moon got filtered by;
& black clouds shielded the sun in the sky;
came to me, the remembrance of dawn.
The remembrance of all things, wonderful;
the beauty of all things, colourful;
it was your face that was drawn;
the memory of a friend, remarkable.
Those clouds of cheerful, cheerful rain;
all my sadness, away they did drain;
the beauty which no world may contain;
few words summarize what may remain.
My friend, you are affectionate & kind;
your memories, most beloved, i find;
what affection I can count upon;
gives to me, the remembrance of dawn.
First, the moon gets filtered by;
Then black clouds take over the sky.
Never will forget that, I;
What beauty prevails in thy.
Like the lightning clap in clouds;
That shadow when upon the moon bowed.
You announcing it out loud;
What beauty you have been bestowed
The cover of those lovely flowers;
That made this garden a glower;
Those beautiful valleys and mounts;
Such beauties in you, I can count.
No doubt as to who made you;
And those droplets of tender dew.
Allah is the one, the Almighty;
He is the Lord, your creator, the Mighty.