My last tears fell from my eye when wet season cried inside the wind hoping for leafs to grow from concrete and bud of colourful rose.I could remember sun promised to dry every plant and silence the fragrance of good smells,My last tears fell on just one leaf and that was how life came up again

When a woman is fed up a candlelight glows dark in solitary and every room of love        When a woman is fed fantasy change the things physical even sharing arm for pain but heart beat is always constant when your woman is fed with the things around how do you feel inside or within the hard eyes of tears

When a woman is fed up a candlelight glows dark in solitary and every room of love        When a woman is fed fantasy change the things physical even sharing arm for pain but heart beat is constant when your woman is fed with the things around how do you feel

He wore a figleaf and called it the finest cloth under his eye the scales of hopelessness lies      He just got a job as a mere labourer in the current government project and his braging about wealth and paper his baby has no mother and the clothes of yesterday are now mosquito coat or insect peching place yet the hope to live well is still alive inside me oh this tale is wrong about the tears from a teenage father

He wore a figleaf and called it the finest cloth under his eye the scales of hopelessness lies      He just got a job as a mere labourer in the current government project and his braging about wealth and paper his baby has no mother and the clothes of yesterday are now mosquito coat or insect peching place yet the hope to live well is still alive inside me oh this tale is wrong about the tears from a teenage father

In my heart l felt ur throbs like water drop in the winter so sober the breeze blew from inside and you held me in between linger and staying forever bcus its riping you apart but how love wrapped you up in sudden warms is amazing like sunlight In my heart you died into empty echoes but love made this clarion call that waked up ur spirit again

Is a master piece of my emotion for you,yes,is a manuscript exposing my character towards you and how ocean is not wide enough to swallow my thoughts bcus this love l feel within our foolish pride is magnificecnt as creek that is the  crest of soulful waterfall not leafs drowing in the rain I want you to paint me inside your life with just once colour and let us have the art of love walls squaring every life A second thought can affect the chemistry of this love that is unspoken but its depends on your choice to make a good outcome