There is a brighter light in the end of this journey
Yet i stumble again
But i hope this journey is right
Thought i was wrong until today
When i see so bright the love in your eyes
The lights keeps shining so bright
Honey , lets make this right and memorable.
Like never before.


How long must I wait for you to see us there?
Tell me , how am i gonna prove that...
This will be like never before?
So much like never before.
I'm gonna love you more
How much? I don't seem to know
But i'm sure it's gonna be like never before.

Red lights all over us.
Waiting for our downfall , you know!
But wait! What are we going to tell them?
It's like never before , right?

I can feel the fragrance of your breath.
The touch of your fingers around my neck.
The warmth of your lips , gently touching mine.
Carassing in love , the moment so divine...

Like no other day , never before,
This is the day we will remember
Full of love and our souls to surrender.
Lemme stay in your arms , love me more.
Your princess
Treasure this moments , like never before !

What's the point.....
The point of keeping it together?
When all it does is to separate
What's the point of explaining a situation?
To them when a they see is a little busted trying to prove herself right?
When all you see is a bunch of evil-minded people ready to feast on your flesh?
The world has people
People left with no emotions
No hope of future
All they say "let's live in the moment"
Money has become their god, their second heart
Peace became a vocabulary
No point of "lets make this right!"
Slogan is "If you can't beat them,join them" kind of world.

Pain,i cry to let it go
But it keeps recurring
Can't imagine how hurting it is
The pain of letting go

So good at comforting
But the words,,
You use to comfort others
Are the words you wish to hear

At a point of time
     We all have received
            Or
Made a wrong phone call
But the right phone call
       Ever
Is the one from our hearts

It rings at the right time and for the right person

At the beginning of this poem
I had in  mind  a  glass   shape
And  so  i  carefully   designed
   Each line,carefully written
      Emptied chardonnay
          Down my throat      
              But the poem
                Not quite as
                  It should
                    Be,some
                       Lines
                       Were
                     Too long
                  My spellings
              Were very wrong
       And my rhyming scheme as well as the shape, had completely
Disappeared by the  end  of  it  all
            Just a wine glass