It is about your face
In a state of grace
Like a phrase
And my eyes blaze
A sign of amaze
Of your face.

In the morning-
   The sun is rising
   The birds are chirping
   The alarm is ringing
   The noise is babbling
   The eyes are blinking
   The body is awaking
But the soul is still sleeping.

My eyes have captured so many beautiful things,

My brain has memorized so many scenes,

My heart has recovered from every sadness,

But sadly dear,
Only in my dreams that you appear
And it brings me into tears.

A song for my beloved
A poem written by a poet
A rhythm of soul with no hatred
A long lasting love that will never be expired

If u wish for a happy day
I too will pray

Im so grateful to own these eyes
So grateful to see your smiles
What do you feel deep inside?
Why feelings you try to hide?

Loving you is exciting,
And yet it is hurting.

Im dying--

Sing to me your lullaby
Let me sleep as the time pass-by
Shed my tears dont let me cry
Please stay and never say goodbye.

We could be strangers again
Meet in public
Not knowing each other
Thats the risk of moving on
The risk of being forgotten