Time is more precious than you think,
It flows so fast-gone in a blink.
Time does not wait for any man,
Once it is lost, it's gone again.
Time can neither be created nor destroyed,
It keeps on moving, never annoyed.
You may delay, but time will not,
It moves ahead while you just watch.
......
Breathe the fresh air
Let down your hair
Put your mind at ease
Hear the sound of breeze
Scream until everything’s fine
But don’t let your confidence decline
Let go of what brings you down
Open your eyes to a new dawn
......
A Blank White Page, just plain, just white
No stains from overflowing ink, nor over-scribbled words,
No cancellations from errors that weren’t meant to be.
Yes! Life starts as A Blank White Page, and I am the writer,
The author with so many ideas but with the fear to mess them up
Call it writer’s block, call it reluctance, call it procrastination
Call it whatsoever you may
It’s still going to be A Blank White Page until I pick up the pen, until I write.
How many books have I read?
......
The authority in my soul,
for me to be a great leader.
The motivation in my chest,
to influence people's decisions.
The strength in my both hands,
to lead the ambitious followers.
The persistent character
in my divine femininity,
to make me change,
......
We have enslaved lightning
And thunder’s roar, defeat it admits
We have survived death’s pain
And create life with wits
For some, life is a prison
Yet they reach for freedom through the slits
Us on this beautiful rock
......
The authority in my soul,
for me to be a great leader.
The motivation in my chest,
to influence people's decisions.
The strength in my both hands,
to lead the ambitious followers.
The persistent character
in my divine femininity,
to make me change,
......
Time is more precious than you think,
It flows so fast-gone in a blink.
Time does not wait for any man,
Once it is lost, it's gone again.
Time can neither be created nor destroyed,
It keeps on moving, never annoyed.
You may delay, but time will not,
It moves ahead while you just watch.
......
dear friend
thank you for showing up
I cried every day
some days no idea why
just tears just the ache
just the silence
the tears never ran out
and neither did you
you didn’t ask me to stop
you didn’t look away but
......
The world behind-a shadowed cage,
A book still waiting to turn the page...
A child of dust, with a soul untamed,
A spark within, though still unnamed.
Beyond the breakage, beyond the tears,
She rises,facing her fears.
Her soul reaches out, a pull unseen,
The world awaits just beyond her dreams.
......
There is, there must be
Ample light at the end of
The tiring tunnel.