When the earth dies
The sky will not remember me
But I think the water will

Where are such lovers
Of which I dream
Created and left
Between the sheets

A man who tells the tales of life is better in his mother’s eyes ..mistakes ,moments and regrets are lessons that the wise express .. a baby in his mother’s arms escapes and grows with all his charms ..and for wisdom , grace and solitude the price most pay is with their youth ..  what is the lesson some may ask !  The answer ! lies behind the mask ...

time has no dated
a kiss holds love
a cry speaks
eyes tell stories
clouds make rain
joy brings laughter
love brings happiness
souls bring married
a mirror faces many masks
mind hold the key to hearts
secrets ruin lives
a mess is what you fix
emotions is what you have
history is what makes you
a key holds a dream
a heart holds love, and pain
someday things will happen with in your control or not
faded is what happens when people forget you over time
aware of your feeling
dull can't be helped
chains can be broken
silences is just silence but can break you down