Tick Tock, Tick Tock
That's the sound of a clock.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
What will you do when it stops?

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
That's the sound of a threat.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
When it stops you will be dead.

They call him reckless, wild and free.
Drift above or beneath the tide,
He's lost yet grins at all he sees,
They call him reckless, wild and free.
Sail or sink where no trouble be,
He laughs where they thought fear must hide.
They call him reckless, wild and free,
His journey waits on either side.

Why do married people live longer than single people?
I think it's because married people make a special effort to live longer than their partner—just so they can have the last word.

-Janet Periat

In quiet waters, lilies bloom,
Soft as silk, yet filled with gloom.
Their petals bright, a moonlit crest,
A whispered tale of hearts undressed

They rise from depths so dark, so deep,
Yet stand with grace, no need to weep.
Their fragrance lingers, light yet strong,
A melody both fierce and long

Like women through the trials past,
They bend but never break their mast.
Through storms and sun, they bloom anew,
Their strength unseen, but always true

Each petal holds a tale untold,
Of love, of loss, of dreams grown old.
Yet in their veins, the light remains,
A beauty born from joy and pain

So let the lilies teach the world,
Of softness, steel, and dreams unfurled.
For in their grace, a truth we see—
Women bloom in dignity


Erennwrites

In the dance of forever, my soul entwines,
Around you, a presence that forever shines.
With each breath you take, I want to be,
Inside your lungs, a part of you, wannabe.

Your feelings flows in my nerves',
Mixed in my blood with binding grace.
Like DNA interlinked, inseparable and true,
A connection that time cannot undo.

Your aroma, a fragrance that sparks,
Disturbs and ignites, in both light and dark.
A drop desired from your love's vast sea,
Your emotions, as treasure I sought endlessly.

Affection boundless, a love that's vast,
Infinite care and my love unsurpassed.
Even if eye sight lost, my prayers will gleam,
For your dreams, a reality in the unseen.

Your memories cherished, carried to my grave,
In my heart, your love, a flag will wave.
Tattooed on my mind like an eternal sign,
You, my dear, forever will intertwine.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind