Remember those days you were mine,
And now you've changed your mind.
With a glass of wine,
You always seemed so kind;
But now I see your evil soul,
Which was always kept untold.
Your soul, as black as coal
Is now left so cold

Lately in my life I pray for things money can’t buy. I pray for the perfect love , I pray for forgiveness, I pray for those who cannot pray for themselves. And I pray for every woman with a good heart to puts her heart in good hands . I pray for things money can’t buy .
                                   I pray.

In School
Read
Write
And then
Learn lessons

In Life
Learn lessons
Read
Now
Write
Poetry

Oh, the darkness
And there does it lie
Ever in waiting
Below a dead sky
Patient, expectant
Of light's long return
That it might receed
And the earth again turn
For darkness revels
Most in the day
As haunting shadows
That follow our way

I sat on the stairs
long after they stopped shouting.
As the shout and anger
made room for themselves
in our lives.
As muted cries
became muted sighs.
I would look at the sky
and see no stars,
but only the tears
that pooled my eyes.
For long, a portion of time
got stuck in my heart
to remind of how lonely a child could be
in spite of having all.