Wednesday, December 30, 2009

The Real Love ; a mother and a child

That in arms of her slumbers,
is no one but a shade of her and all that she remembers.
Pangs and pains she saw;
for this moment to be in awe.
Life has been bestowed by HIM, no wonder;
but why is that HE chose her for this can be no blunder.
Wrapping her arms around;
exhibiting the warmth that heavens bound.
The little one smiles to adore
O angel figure! who sent you to me bore?



Once again arms in arms they lie,
difference being who carries and who sighs.
You gave me life, so how is it you say byes?
Questioning his tearful eyes.
Years and years of his cuddle, now in his lap lies!

HOPE

The sunshine that does birth in the blossoms,

the light that hath ever shone in the human breast.

A reason, it has been to breathe and live,

For old years and new, it gloweth the senses.

Without, thee, has all in despair
and darkness;
Thy shall live as HOPE---- ALWAYS!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

AN OUTCAST

From tree to tree the eagle flies,
In quest of warmth, to stay by.
The fire flickers a distance away,
But it is nothing when the bird comes array.
Swooping high, it holds its breath;
Thinking twice, when it just once had to think.
Not in proximity to life;
It wonders to see a better day ahead.
The bird breaks its wings;
This was the only hope to keep it within the ring.
Sensing joys and sorrows are a part of existence,
It continues now by search through walk in the smooth ocean.

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Somewhere faraway; As I sit to feel the silence, My thoughts are carried away by THE WHISPERS OF MY HEART!!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

The Real Love ; a mother and a child

That in arms of her slumbers,
is no one but a shade of her and all that she remembers.
Pangs and pains she saw;
for this moment to be in awe.
Life has been bestowed by HIM, no wonder;
but why is that HE chose her for this can be no blunder.
Wrapping her arms around;
exhibiting the warmth that heavens bound.
The little one smiles to adore
O angel figure! who sent you to me bore?



Once again arms in arms they lie,
difference being who carries and who sighs.
You gave me life, so how is it you say byes?
Questioning his tearful eyes.
Years and years of his cuddle, now in his lap lies!

HOPE

The sunshine that does birth in the blossoms,

the light that hath ever shone in the human breast.

A reason, it has been to breathe and live,

For old years and new, it gloweth the senses.

Without, thee, has all in despair
and darkness;
Thy shall live as HOPE---- ALWAYS!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

AN OUTCAST

From tree to tree the eagle flies,
In quest of warmth, to stay by.
The fire flickers a distance away,
But it is nothing when the bird comes array.
Swooping high, it holds its breath;
Thinking twice, when it just once had to think.
Not in proximity to life;
It wonders to see a better day ahead.
The bird breaks its wings;
This was the only hope to keep it within the ring.
Sensing joys and sorrows are a part of existence,
It continues now by search through walk in the smooth ocean.

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