To all those neighbors who talk about,
keep inside you, all your doubt
don't make me the subject and yourself judge.
I heard enough and it's too much.

Yes, I'm 30 and still single,
My heart get broken and now don't feel the tingle.
I am unemployed, working nowhere,
It's hard already and tough to bear.

I am trying yes I do,
I don't need judgments especially from you.
I am glad you got your daughter married.
I, imagine her life being unvaried.

Congratulations, on your son's promotion.
Surely god blessed your devotion.
he must have no time to follow his heart.
maybe he becoming more introvert.

whatever it is, they chose for themselves.
they made their peace in one way or else.
I didn't choose this for me, still m trying.
the day isn't far when you see me flying.

Once upon a time,
there lived a girl who used to write rhymes.
In that village with no crime.
she holds the pen like a dime.

from her window, she watches trees
and talks to them like whispering.
she wants to hear, what they feel.
she wonders how they make their meal.

As time passes, she grew as a woman.
Now she realizes the worst creature is human.
they took all of what they can,
they don't care for tree's lifespan.

they cut them out of the root.
for all their command they find pursuit.
the tree stands ready to be shot,
still giving every bit of it, being mute.

One, two, three,
When will we be free?
Four, five, six,
The world needs a fix.
Seven,eight, nine,
I need a glass of wine.
And at last, comes ten
Army needs more men.