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If I may not be wrong
even it is true
that everything is not for me at all
but when sometimes Camellia called me
I felt all loves were for me
and I thought
me for love
love for mine
and it grew my dream

If I may not be wrong
even it is true
that every Autumn will not be
played with my wish
when truly I felt that the Rose never withered
but it grew gray
and my dreams went away

If I may not be wrong
even it is true
that every hope will not be
staying tuned forever
In my springtime when kite flew in the blue sky
and it felt me as the bird's feather
the sky turned colored
it grew in my dream again

If I may not be wrong
even it is true
that every love is a real love
and when you told me that
you will be with me forever
the red Roses bloomed everywhere
it grew in my dream again
but when you went away
I felt that I was standing alone on the shore
my dreams flew away

If I may not be wrong
but again, when I felt the mild breeze blowing
two birds were singing together
and loving each other
the Spring sprung,
again I heard your voice on the shore
and you told me,
you would not be alive without leaving mine
and again, love grew in my dream

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@Musfiq us shaleheen

Listen to life,
Right now is your chance
To turn it around,
To find life's romance.

This is your call,
Listen to your soul;
Let yourself fall
Into what you know.

This is your time,
Wherever you are,
Whatever you've done,
Let this in your heart...

Let go of worry.
Let go of your pain.
Learn to have fun,
And dance in the rain.

Love every problem,
And just look underneath...
For hiding within
Is the answer you seek.

Your suffering ends
When you choose to live;
To let life begin,
And love All That Is.


Your future thanks you...
     You just came to life.

[ A beautiful poem from my Dad. Love is encouraging the ones you Love. :) ]

One Glorious Spring Day,
An Angel was sent;
Sorrow was turned to Joy
The moment our eyes met.

Never knew Love until that day,
Heaven nor earth could take that away.
A bond that will last eternity away.

One Glorious Spring Day,
Heaven at last;
Just a smile or one look in her eyes,
JESUS I see in an innocent child.

One Glorious Spring Day
In Heaven we will sing...
Glory and Praise to the One Living King

Yes, the King of kings JESUS CHRIST,
Who gave his Life for all
That we may live forever and ever

Clever you say...Not so...

HIS redeeming Blood...
         ...The only way.

I look, and I see,
  the Joy that I Know;
I find, in this moment,
  the Bliss of the Soul.

I hear, when I listen,
  the Heaven I forgot;
I look, and I feel,
  the Love that I sought.

I feel, and I Know,
  I don't have to change This;
I Know, in my Soul,
  that I am Changeless.

  My journey begins,
  And searching ends.
I Am That, I AM,
  My soul transcends.
This is perfection,
  The Now is my friend;
This is completion.
  The start and the end.

You are my goal,
  the One reading this;
You are my soul,
  the One feeling bliss.

Let this sink in,
  down past your ears;
Into your heart,
  beneath what you hear.

You are the One,
  It is All Right;
You are Perfection,
  You Are the Light.

You are the One,
  You Are unique;
Find in Your Self
  the Answers you seek.

I have learned, that with truest vision,
You see not the person, but God within Them.

Oh, evil clock
  you are my truest enemy;
    your twisted hands
      taunting me
      consistently.

Why do you hate me?
If only I could forget you!
  Let you go for just
    one second...
  Yet then, alas,
    oh clever foe,
  You have me again.

From your evil clutches
  there is no escape.
For even in a moment's reprieve,
  I reminiss, and
    then, suddenly,
  the moment measured,
    I lose again.

You stand proud upon the wall,
  Oh evil clock,
    And I can only pray...
The day shall come
When I have won,
  By counting, instead,
    My beating heart,
Above the sound
  Oh evil clock
    of your two slaves...
  Tic + Toc.