When raindrops fall,
rivers are formed.

When teardrops fall,
epic poems are born.

Kindness touched a heart,  
the heart turned into a beautiful flower,
its fragrance is felt everywhere.

In a unique galaxy
somewhere in the sky,
special stars live there,
big and small alike.

One day, a lost asteroid
found itself among those stars.
The stars were kind;
they let it stay there,
and one fine night
turned it into a star.

Now it is shining bright.

Loneliness - a lonely word.
Waiting - a dreaded word.
Death - an unavoidable word.
Hatred - a hateful word.
Love - a sacred word.
Friendship - a trusted word.
Kindness - a kind word.

Smile - now, that is a beautiful word .



Don't you think?

What will I leave
when I leave
a bunch of words
for someone to read?

What will I leave
when I leave
memories of a life less lived?

What will I leave
when I leave
dreams that remained unfulfilled?

Whatever I leave behind
will stay behind.
Not be my companion
in that other world.

She was told:
"You are sold
    to an old
for some gold."

I saw an Angel in my dream.
She said she would fulfill any wish I have.
"Should I make you the best ?"she asked.
"No,"said I.
"Just a little better than yesterday.
That will do."