So many  words are dancing in my head
waiting to to be released
wanting me to create
just another magic
and tell the world
how words can paint the canvas of life
I am so careful of these magic words
cant even turn my head to the left or right
scared if the words would fall
and the verses turn upside down..
creatively and carefully adding the right potion
of sweet fragrance to beautify each verses
my heart is pounding
My fingers are dancing
word after word..
the diction must be perfect...
This is the time
when poets write their best verse.
a poet with a great mind for writing ..
greatness only rely on an honest pen and an open heart
To be called a poet in your own right
create more magic,  
the hungry readers are well fed
an enthusiastic poet is satisfied..

Between night and day ,
Between morning coffee and afternoon tea
Between oceans and mountains far apart
In one house far away
One poet is turning in,
In another,
a poet is rushing to work,
In one cafe a poet is having lunch,
with a laptop on the table
The other has just started a day,
Perhaps With a baby on her lap
We are..
Poets from different continents
Living in separate horizons
Poets from a different time zone shall meet,
For the love of writing...
creative people gather together
poets become friends, close friends
a big happy family in Hello Poetry
we shall meet despite of the differences...
without fail...
To paint the world with words...
and make it colorful... beautiful...
no distance is too far
no clouds, no moon, no sunshine, no rain can say a word.
when friendship has no boundaries so do the time and space.

Dinner ain't lunch,
But maybe the time
For roast chicken baked
With a bouquet of thyme.
For desert, key lime pie.
Calories be ******!
Dinner is weight...
sigh......

Oh the rain
The rain is pouring
Everywhere on every pane
So hard it falls
So heavy
all you can see
water, just water everywhere
Your vision is blurry
As the rain is pounding hard
on the road
On the car
On the building
just Everywhere
How nice it is..
to go back to deep sleep...
and forget about work..
But life goes on ...
no matter how heavy the pitter patter falls.....
yet to write another chapter
in life's story..

A litre of hot tears fall from angry eyes..
But never it reduces the fire inside of me....
If the heavy falling rain could fight the forest fire...
Why couldnt my tears do just the same...?
Just because I come out strong,
doesnt mean there is nothing wrong.
Smiling has always been easier to fake...
Rather than to explain the Burn in 0ne's Heart ???
Every tear is a sign of brokeness,
every silence is a sign of loneliness,

I always smile and shed a secret tear...
Wishing it heals my internal scars...
I went in the rain and i walked in the dark...
Who says water helps in putting of fire?
My eyes do not show anymore tears may be..
But in my heart is heavy downpour....
How come the fire is there .. its still there...

Its the fire burning inside of me ... its burning.. burning hot..
I wish each drop of salty tear would erase the flame....
For I promise myself would never to cry again.....
Would it be worth to shed a tear of mine ever again?

Each drop of a tear is precious ...then anything in the world
No one knows its true value for they ‘ve not learnt the pain...
I hide a tear and pretend to smile...
My body is trembling my heart is burning... .....
You wouldn't know how it feels...
To have to hide a tear....
Not until you have it in your own eyes for someone so dear..

I'm lying alone in my room
Staring at your photographs
This pain tells me that I'm in love
And I can't go on without you
I take a walk down this boulevard
And meet all the people we know
Darling I can't stop missing you
No matter what I do or where I go

I miss your smile, I miss the heaven
That lives inside your eyes. I miss you
From the moment I wake up
Till I lie sleepless at night
Oh, I miss your smile.

I'd give everything to hold you now
Instead of your photographs
I'd do anything now to make you smile
Anything to hear you laugh
I've been holding back rivers of tears
Hoping that you'll back here
As long as I live and as long as I'm sane
You'll burn in my heart like an eternal flame

I miss your smile, I miss the times
I've had you in my life. I miss you
Everyday and every night with
Every heartbeat inside
All the time! I miss your smile.

As she chooses the flowers to decorate her bun
She chooses the petals, she thinks the best
She has to choose….
What would you do if you have two difficult choices to make?
What if both choices were equally important?
Whether to just ignore your people and lead your own life?
Or …to follow your dad’s footsteps and lead the country?
It was hidden in Aung San Suu Kyi’s life
She only had two choices to make and she finally made her choice
But she was kept in her house all alone
by the cruel Burmese military for so many years
But she still chose to save her people’s life
And made her father and ancestors proud
She is happy with her choice
Not because she was caught by the military
It is because she is one brave lady
The lady Aung San Suu Kyi has made the choice of her life,