beautiful girls are what i seek
even if i am ugly that is
girls with the curls
the eyes that turns the head of millions
but the heart that only searches for me
i want girl that is helpful
a little crazy
a little stupid
and a little imaginative
but most of all she is beautiful
the beauty i seek is
inner as well as outer
i want a girl who is pure by heart
who drinks a little wine
and touches her lips with a beautiful smile
if i were to add another quality
i want a girl who knows how to cook
so we would together hand by hand
cook for each other
clean the bathrooms
i would like a girl to be
a little selfish
cute  ,cute, extreme cute
and most of all loved by me

is there a angel you ask
yes there is
you know her
it's your mom
yes there is another who sits
with you all the time
from your life to your death
you do not realize him because
you do not ask for his help
i think i did ask for his help and
he gave me knowledge
i think teachers are an type of angles too
because they help you
protect you
everyone around you are
your guardian angel
you only fail to notice
helping others may be odd for you
but you will be angles for them
i recall helping others
so if i may tell help others

The world within the roses
is what you do not see
because you do not understand that
our life is a life of rose
AND
the world in which we live
is the world of roses
you may ask
ask why i said this
because I, WE all have
misery,difficulties,sadness
these difficulties and sadness
are those obstacles which come like a
THORN
you see
when you feel the rose
you will feel it's thorns
but when you look from far away
you see beautiful rose
similarly you will not understand
a person by looking his  face
as said"you cannot judge the book by it's cover"

Y'KNOW
our life is beautiful as rose
but it hard as rose as well
to conquer those hard ship
is what is hard
and u must realize
our life is a life of rose and
the world in which we live is
THE WORLD  WITHIN THE ROSES

i think about the topics for a while and try to jot it down
but i fail to do so
i try to concentrate and again try to write it
i fail again
i let my mind free
and that's how
how i write poems
the thinking is necessary but the points i write
the points i write are free
i do not remember how i can do this
but
i think  when i write  poems i feel the emotions between each of them
i remember the day
the day when sir asked me to write poem
i tried so hard
but could not do so
and then finally i wrote a poem
because i felt the poem
the poem from within me
i felt the emotion
i felt the poem carving its way
to be a beautiful poem
we  all have separate ways to write poems
and
the way you we write are fabulous
the main common things is the emotion
we feel the connection between us
and that's how we create the poem
and that's how i write a poem

Shiro was a wonderful pet
who looked after my house
i don't know when
WHEN i  became addicted to him
playing around
closer and closer we were
playing and leaving every misery
BEHIND
we were inseparable or so i thought
but that was just an assumption to make
as a little i always thought
what would it mean to be loved
Today i remember those lovely moments
and cry like a baby
BUT
even though i do so
there would be no Shiro
NO Shiro !
to lick my face when i cry
No Shiro to !
to whom i cook food
i always ask why??
why did the divine took him
i always think
why did not the science save him
forever and ever i have always
remembered him by my side
but i could not feel him now
NOW that he's gone
WHERE ARE YOU?
ARE YOU AN ANGEL??
ARE U RIGHT NEXT TO ME??
i hope wherever you may be
you be safe
i wanted to hug you
one last time
and i am grateful
that i had done it
so are you listening
SHIRO !
be happy where you are
i may not be happy without you
i may act wierd
sometime
but i will move forward
just like you wanted
so SHIRO
be happy for me and you
be happy
AND
thanks for those moments you were with me
thanks for being by my side
                                                               yours
                                                                    AAYARA ZAYN