The boots don’t always fit,
Sometimes they feel too tight.
But put them on; break them in —
Know one day they’ll be just right.

I am broken in many
ways you don't know;

but I promise you dear

any time if you feel

down or broken.

Trust me and walk toward me,

I will ensure that you will be seated

at a throne and I will mend every broken pieces

together and treat you like a QUEEN.



By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

You are my Sun,
Brightening another's sky,
You are my moon,
Illuminating another's night.

You are my fruit,
Thriving on another's tree,
You are my flower,
Blossoming in another's garden.

You are my fire,
Igniting another's flame,
You are my wind,
Comforting in another's breeze.

You are my hunger,
Filling another's belly,
You are my water,
Quenching another's thirst.

You are my girl,
Whirling in another's embrace,
You are my song,
Echoing in another's heart.

You are my love,
Resting in another's bed,
You are my life,
Residing in another's home.

Your spirt exists,
In another's Kingdom,
Yet in my soul,
You are, ever my own.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind