I can't help myself but I'm really sorry
for all the times I caused you the sorrow
my anger and my humor gets the best of me
and it is too late now.

I'm sorry that I'm so much me
my thoughts, my words and my actions repeating
they cause you, her and him so much hurt
I'll never live peacefully till I feel those burns.

I've often been careless, reckless and tactless,
thinking from the limits of just my head
if only had I spoken less too
when I didn't understand the bigger picture.

After hour or so, I repeat in my head what I did
what I was doing, playing a fool
giving grief to the humans just like me
who are living in the world just like this.

Sorry to everyone,
sorry for every word spoken
sorry to you, her and him
can't say enough but I am really sorry
I should never be forgiven.

As if, I am sinking into these pair of blues… is it You?

As if, I am learning to lose my grumpy skin hide out… is it You?

As if, I am smiling and being kind to strangers … is it You?

As if, my senses are not in a right place… is it You?

As if, my stubborn emotions keep on painting a beautiful portrayed…

As if, it is YOU

Freedom is life
Freedom is oxygen
Without freedom the soul will die
Freedom is water
Without freedom the body will die of thristy
Freedom is the right to express
Without freedom there will be no free speech
Freedom is wisdom
Without freedom there will be no goodness
Freedom is to live
Without freedom is to die
Freedom is happiness
Without freedom is Sorrow
Be free like a bird, like a bird which never worries about tomorrow
Be free like flower, a beautiful flower which spreads happiness with its beauty
Be free like a fish and swim through this ocean of this world
Fear and power are the shackles which keep freedom in solitary confinement,
Break the shackles of fear using Courage and bravery which gives birth to a child called Freedom
Freedom is to bring the inner child outside
Freedom is to break the ice of conventional wisdom
Freedom is to breath free and walk in the sky towards the lights
Freedom is not free, it has to be fought for.
Freedom is not easy, it has be endured tough battles of heart and body
Freedom is precious, do not waste it
Freedom is the heavenly fruit that is worth your time and life and everything it revolves around.

Dandelion spirit, and a thorny rose fighter.

You can't go carelessly picking up flowers without expecting one to be a biter.

For every petal that wilts, you'll get a sting.

Prickly thorns clinging to every single thing.

Nature can be soft and sweet, but in every beautiful landscape there is a nearby guarding beast.

You cannot deceive flowers, for you are already deceived.

The petals sheild a warrior, and their sword is hungry to feed.