I cry the moon and night for you,
with all my heart I crave for you,
and roses cry along the freezing bed,
it’s nothing left and you seem dead.

Flip it, hidden or showing
Head or tails remains same coin
Just like water, liquid or ice
Roll a 6-sided once or twice still same dice

Life is like a throw-able object
That can rest in multiple positions
But not a gambling device or gadget
For causing random seasons

For each step forward feel your back
For the lack of eyes invites a stab
Elevation heads towards enemy attack
When the wise bite like a crab

When you only stare at the window
You don't see outside and beyond
And the world is a mirror, smile for this sake
But your real one can invite another so fake

A buffalo by a riverbank
Only sees the water and it's own face
Quenching thirst expecting no attack
By the crocodile below the surface

Chickens are better for they stir up dust
To pull out worms and ants
Humans are clever for they hide in masks
To pull some stunts

Be someone’s sun
Let them be your moon
Bring out each other’s light
Touch the stars together
Instead of darkness
Bring out the best in them
Let them do the same for you

Light up the world with kindness
A little bit at a time

It's a stormy March morning
with gale force winds
and periods of rain
The early tulips
are taking a battering
but the azealias are standing up well

He strung together the most shimmery stars like constellations
and hung them around my neck
as a reminder that
I will always be the brightest star in his sky
my ubiquity luminous enough to find him when he is lost in the dark

Don't tell the others
but it's all getting old
I mean how many more times
must my story be told?

look into my eyes
if you are close enough
you’ll see a rainbow
it’s little, but it’s there
it is yours

Baby, I gave you my heart
You said you would keep it safe
But you ran it over with her
You laughed as I cried
I hope you're happier with her than you could be with me