I won't cry if i can't spell.
I can't try to spell...

Burial
Denial
Fatal
crucial
Serial
Suicidal
Accidental
Prodigal

at lease i can spell poetical

Pretty Woman takes an effort
Pleading woman makes no error
Please woman don’t cause terror
Just make a dull sun bright

Ride in a red light to make it right
Hide out from a corner without light
Slide up the ladder without danger
Pretty woman sees light in a tunnel
She seeks a fine line to make it fine

Pretty woman, tell bitter  Betty to buy better butter
Pretty woman,tell no gray gay guy to sell a gun.
Look  at the moon and shoot, find the broom and the  book he took!
Light Fight in a pretty bright night without fright
will make a dull sun bright!

You are a star but not a scar
A hero not a zero
pretty woman takes no bribe
Ride with a  bride without pride.
Rise up woman and shine woman!
Try and fly high up ,
the sky is the limit.
Bloom like a rose Woman!
Power of a flower in a lime light
Higher,not lower
Just Make a dull sun bright.

Where is the light in the night?
Where is the lime light of the unfit?
How is the shadow of the fit casted and fitted to the unfit?
  
Who walks and talks with the disabled?
Why stalk?
Why crawl when you are abled?
Can I sit?
Can I fit?

Where amongst the abled do I feel?
Can I meet and greet the disabled?
Can I fit my feet?
Would you sleep,if I keep and feed the unfit for a week?
Do you weep and wipe off tears of fear?
Who hears my cries when my ear is broken?
Who sees  and  feeds  the sheep that wears  black wool?
Who makes money better,when  honey tastes bitter?
Where the heat goes when my seat is empty?

Who cares and stares at the stars
that share  a night in a rain?
Can you try and fly up the sky when everyone is bound and  sounds  wounded?
Are  you  able to see the geese and its bleeding  feet?
Who eat  flies with a sweet closed mouth?
Am I able to fit in the shoe?
Who circle the circles and squares  rounded by circles?
Who sheds  black and white tears but  fear grey bears?
Who draws the hearts of love in a hut of  law ?
Which attitude draws long  lines of  latitude over lonely  longitude?
Who is abled to replace  perfections that are misplaced by imperfections?
Which  angle tangles the angles of angels?


Can I fit?
Do I fit?
Am I  abled not disabled to fit in a shoe?
Who is able to fit ?

I see,i feel
I fear,i tear
I shine,i hide
I drink,i shrink
I stare, i share
I've shown,i drown
I take, i make
I sleep,i keep,i shall,i will.
I see a sad sunshine
i fear to drink it's tear
i've shown the feeling of drowning,as i stare and care
Take me and make me,keep me sleeping and willing.
Love me and give a dove it's fate
Come and forgive a glove of hate.

I hear the sound of the gun
I gear up to the cloud and run
I hear silence,i fear violence
The slaughter and laughter scare and share a feeling,
Silence of familiar attitude
Violence of similar magnitude,make me long for longitude and latitude
i hear i fear i tear,i stare and i stare and i share,i care...but am not scared.

I can't lie i will die
I surely will die a purely fatal death!
Neither will i breathe nor heal but will feel the heat of a friendly cheating death!
I can't lie,i shall lie in a shallow grave with my brave man.
I can't see the frightening light of the bright night.
the stars can't fold my old bleeding scars
None so sure,can give a  love so pure,in a creamy glove
None with a mind so fair can cure the torture of a low blowing wind.
if you die,the fine lines will lead me to the dead,
when i dine alone,the wine can't brew
Can't greet the street sweeper
The sun won't shine,the moon,cant'smile,nomore
No geese will lay eggs,that's fine
I will rather, choose to lose my life,coz i am your wife.

Was it a hard drop of a  rain?
Was it a troop in a train?I heard a sound that make me fear it's sound,i wished i was deaf.
Where is my brother?Where is my friend?
I saw his shoe,a foe-by law took his young life
Thought it was host of a 12 year old,
Not a ghost of 16 June 1976.
A brave man carried him that my hearts pounds for,
A grave so greedy can't wait to swallow
Oh how i long i was blind!
I ran to places to see his face
Hit a bloodstained phase and a case
So silent amongst the violent
So bold to join the old
Oh pitiless death,he was just a teen
Uniformed killer swears like an informer
He kicks and beats and shoots
a hand that kills and spills blood of fear
Tear the land that fills the pools of fate.
Lame excuses without choices
No pill for the floods of hate
I still praise the hands that carried my bleeding brother
Who still can trace the land hiding him?
16 June,you make me long for the  two men
Side by side we ran for our lives.
Where do broken hearts go?