When she is gone, what is the use of dawn ?
Her leaving me has made me my own enemy ?
When her eyes pierce mine, I understand what is Divine !
When her hands I hold, mind thinks not of even gold
When she left me for good, my emotions are now staying dead
When she looked, my heart she booked, but my love, she overlooked
Her refusal has made my body and mind an empty parcel
Away she went and now, my mind,only sorrows severely hunt
As she hasn't remembered me, I want my days to be numbered
The worst punishment is her stopping with me an involvement.
What is your happiness?
- Do you have expensive new cell phones like that?
- Do you have a brand new bag?
- Do you eat delicious food in a fine restaurant?
- Do you have a luxury car and a big house?
All may be, but not always.
Some people just put stressful things can be happy.
Or some people are happy with their traveling to find themselves.
You can choose to pursue your own happiness without causing trouble for others.
We can feel happy or sad
It depends upon our views
Optimism is a safety pad
When comes a sad news
We can turn easily mad
Or decide to wisely muse
Shock or hope can be had
Both we can surely produce
If we worry, our life turns bad
If trust and faith, we choose
To our peace, we then add
Fearing is of negative use
It stops our feeling glad
If our mind, we abuse
We to loss become dad
God surely rescues
If hope and trust we clad.
Empty, numb cold all alone
No one to talk to, not even on the phone
Time passes, feelings never fade
Emptiness grows, leaving life in the shade.
I'm numb im life less, im cold and weak
So much so, it hurts to speak
I'm afraid to trust, not allowed to live
Locked up in my home with nothing to give.
It's not your fault, I abused your trust
Let you down, fucked you over but by needs must.
I cant make this right, the damage is done.
But I miss you dearly my second mum
Stuck in the middle, you had to choose
I know that now, I was bound to loose
But fighting so much, against a few
Has left me weak and needing you.
I guess what I mean, or want to say
Is I miss you dearly in every way.
Love can build or break
Love can cure or give ache
If one's kindness is fake
Soon apply the brake
If one kindly proposes
And the other refuses
Wisdom, if one chooses
Peace, it then produces
Love is to heart a fuel
No love is indeed cruel
Love's power is dual
1 is loyal, two, no duel
Love multiplies courage
And ends one's rage
It heals at every stage
Is it not an advantage !
Love does a miracle
By removing obstacle
it helps us finely tackle
As we never at all buckle
Please love always
On all the coming days
Love has God's grace
As peace, we all face
To love, go ahead
With guts in head
Let kindness be said
Let hatred fall dead
When are affectionate
We cancel an ill-fate
I see you there, laying in bed, staring straight into my eyes, directly at my soul. I see you biting your lips, it’s a signal of your desire for me. I walk over and bend down to kiss you, our lips entwined. My hands wander around, stroking your breasts and making their way down to your pussy. I start rubbing in a circular motion, only to hear your slight moan. I stop and look at you. I can see it in your eyes, you want more of it. I kiss your neck, then your chest, to your stomach..Once I reach your panties, I’ll bite them and tug them off. I look up and see your face so eager for more. I give it a lick and see you shiver a bit. I continue and begin swirling my tongue against your clit. And
If kindness is missing, only doom. we will be kissing
If we can't lovingly tolerate, we then reach a sad state
If we fail to reciprocate love, life, we easily complicate
If we don't adjust and love, we will get no one's trust
Always if we doubt, our peace of mind will be out
Once we miss a kind person, we create hatred-prison
If we fail to give back a smile, our life will surely fail
If anger is by us used, we are to a demon reduced
If we foolishly drop a proposal, our grief is colossal
An understanding wife removes in life each strife.
She sees the world but does the world even notice her? Her words are loud yet only she can hear them. She feels alone in a world filled with people. Through her eyes you can almost feel her sadness. She pleases others but who would make her feel at ease? Year after year will anyone understand the way she thinks?
Her innocence was taken but her pride still remains. She sleeps in sorrow as her heart fears of what life brings tomorrow. The words were loud and within the clouds there was hope. She held on until her hand let go. All that was said and all that was done ripped apart and shaded her sun to the dark. It's cold. She feels numb. Sometimes she feels lost in a maze.
With all o
All my life, I've been praying for that someone who would love me as I am. Who would understand my desires, encourage my efforts, and share my dreams.
All my life, I've been dreaming of finding that someone. Who would listen to my thoughts, respect my silence, put no limitation to how far I should grow as a person.
All my life, I've been waiting for that someone. Who would keep holdin' on when I need to be held. Who would let go when I need to be alone.
All my life, I've been hoping of finding that someone. Who would let me be my own real self, yet accept and love me just the same. Who would show me the joy of sharing oneself with another in the name of love.
Yes, I've been waiting f