YOU DON'T KNOW HOW SPECIAL AND NICE
I FELT ABOUT MAMMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE
BUT FOR ME AT THE TIME IT WAS BEYOND PRICE
ON FRIDAY WHEN MAMA COOKS HER SPECIAL CHICKEN RICE

CHICKEN AND RICE, CHICKEN AND RICE I SAY
ESPECIALLY ON A FRIDAY ON MOM'S LAUNDRY DAY
MY MOM MADE THE BEST, IN HER OWN SPECIAL WAY
WHEN EVER I AM FEELING I AM CRAVING FOR RICE
I WOULD ALWAYS FIND AN EXCUSE
TO HAVE MY MAMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE.

Romeo fought in a battlefield..
Won himself titles and golds
A standing ovation, applause and praises to Romeo ,
People bowed with great respect...
Walking proudly with his head held high...
ROMEO... Known to the world as a fighting HERO.

With one strong hand holding a sword..
And another arm hugging his trophy..
ROMEO was proudly declared as the conquerer of the world..

Countless of wars he won...
Thousands pieces of lands he conquered
Houses were burnt down
Women were captured, ***** and murdered..
Hundreds of children were made orphans
Families were torn apart...
Despite the talked about bravery and persona
Indeed ROMEO was a murderer ..
a blood thirsty serial killer....
So Romeo must die....

Once upon a time in history..
A great fierce man called ROMEO
Of all the battles he fought, he won..

One last battle he did lose
A piece of heart he failed to win
The heart of a woman he desired..
Imagine a disgrace of The world toughest man
Succumbed to His greatest weakness ,
Melted his cruel evil heart..
Begging for The love of his life...
A woman he truly loved ...
ROMEO ... A man she truly despised...
.. a total rejection what a shame..
Depressed... ROMEO lost the thirst to try...
SO ROMEO MUST DIE......

as i wonder
about the ways of the world
i feel my heart ponder
for i'm just a girl

i like to dream
and think about stars
but i dont like to scream
or talk about scars

i can be shy
and i can be very loud
but i only cry
when there's no-one around

(always, i wish)

Dwells she in a place known
Where craving's most unlikely to be prone
Sings there she oft
Plays with my heartbeat a lot
Her voice in there suffice
The fragile warmth lies
Dwells she in my heart
My love
First and last

I can touch the sky ..
Without wings to fly ..
Just with a feeling that you are near by..
I can reach the top of the mountains when your shadow pass by
I can reach the deepest seas without blinking my tiny eyes …
Thinking of you .. as the only breath supply ..!!

If u were....

if thou were the star
ill be thy moon
will watch you glisten
thee an idyllic boon

if thou were the sky
ill be the ocean
to reach the end I'll pry
we'll meet at the horizon

if thou were the sun
ill be thy sunflower
towards your glamour I will turn
on your setting will I lour

if thou were a heart
ill be thy beat
our love ; a rhythmic art
will perish together
but our love will never fall apart