Open the cylinder and put a bullet in. Whirl it around and close it up again. Put it to the side of my head and give the trigger a pull. Catch my breathe and take a drink and do it once again. Take some more chances, I think I will just jump in.

Open up the doors to the grandest hall and invite the poor and the unwanted. Set before them a feast and offer them gifts. Provide music and laughter because they don't know what is hear after. Tomorrow is likely to be another grim and sullen day. So for now show them that there is joy. Let their hearts be light and free. Throw a party for those who have nothing to celebrate and let them see how good life can truly be.

I will bring the nails if you bring the hammer. I know someone else who has some wood. I will bring a frying pan if you bring some flower, I know another who has some plates and spoons. Lets pull our resources and work for the common good. Lets give our neighbor a helping hand. Lets reach out to another and together we will take a stand. Despite our differences, we can find common ground. We can offer others hope, when we gather together. We can build bridges and feed many needs. If we decide to be cooperative, we can solve many problems. Let's work together to make our world a better place.

You are my sky.
the cure of my scar
You are my only wish
You are the shooting star.

You are the one I see
When there's no one for me
You are the one that stands
Even when the havoc lands.


You are my holy wing
You are above everything
You are the eye of my heart
You are the soul of my art.

You are my earth my space
You are the falling grace
You are my sun my moon
You are the light in doom


You are the All praised
You are the all grace
You are the Judge
You are the executioner of Grudge


You are The God
The only one I sought
You are the Love and melody
You are the soul of Rhapsody

You are the Beloved Lord
You are the God
The most beneficent Lord
MY GOD

She makes me feel like superman, so why should I fear.
I am on-duty to protect her, love her and care for her
My only kryptonite are her tears.
She says "you're silly", "overprotective" and "nhnhnhnhnh"

I treat her like my Cleopatra, what she says goes
Will I soon fade out like her past affairs.
She worries too much, she shouts at me, oh how she woes
What else to do but listen, I mean I do truly care.

She asks me; "Do I look fat", I didn't hesitate to give my honesty
You're beautiful everyday, I love everything about you.
She calls me a liar, she starves herself to satisfy others constantly
I say to her that I want to lay with you.

What am I. Your friend, your boyfriend  your fiancee or husband
You say I'm crazy and tell me you love me, but am I enough.
We visit twice a month, yet we are both in London.
Am I a person who you met just for a bluff