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 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