there are still some left
not all beautiful things are lost
a grass flower in windy waft
windowpane's wintry frost.

not all good things are gone with time
like wet leaves in the summer rain
tides and ebbs the seasons' rhymes
the house on the corner lane!

not all sweet things are gone dead sour
like her touch in the cold of night
birds' trills in the morn's first hour
thrill of love at first sight!

there are still left the honey dew
some redress for all our sorrow
not all is lost for you and I
to give up dreaming tomorrow!

Sometimes
my crush for the world fantasy
Becomes impulsive
My instincts
Keeps driving me
To the things of pleasure
Sometimes,
I wish I ve all she has
Guess who I mean?
Sometimes
The world is ever near
I see the sight that dazzle
The tempting sounds I hear
The world is ever calling
But still my ego shy
In all this,
I remember
My mirrors lay pride on me
Sitting consciously for my breakthrough
out of the tempting world
His advice
becomes a watchword
That the tempting sounds faintly fade
The breeze blew off
The dazzling sights
And sometimes
Out of the struggle
Of fighting temptations
out of the hustles the world throws
Without straying from the pathway
I Had chosen with at most caution
That with no doubt
Victory lies ahead
And my future
Encapsulated with pure luxuries
Without blemish of any sort
My crown awaits me...
With much comfort
And outright satisfaction
That indeed I overthrown the worlds gaze
Saying this repeatedly
I came, I saw and I conquer....

You bring light and warmth into this world,
and without you life would cease to exist.
Without you in darkness we would be perpetually swirled.
To me your warmth is impossible to resist.

Though your light is bound to fade,
you have done more good than ever told.
I will never hesitate to come to your aid,
if you ever again need a hand to hold.

They were down to less than a hundred
When they met on the battle front
That's when they beat their weapons back into plowshares
As each of them headed home

What it was that made the difference
Is they finally took the time
To really see the enemy
And themselves in each others eyes

All the peoples in the villages
Cheered their hero's back
Who brought with them sweet freedom
And in town center hung its flag

On the pole they wrote down the names
Of those who never would return
And all made a vow that day
That their lesson had been learned