Very alluring and very determined
It’s whiteness that represent it’s originality
A color without a color
All about thee
Is innocence in your twinkling eyes
And faith within oneself
That you can reach till the sky
Your toughness of the spirit
Combined with the softness
Of the dove within you
And the neutrality of your conduct
Thy framework as soft and delicate as fur
And as precious that it should be in silks
And thy heart of simplicity and sacrifice
And that pureness in your smile
Wanders into my mind
Could there be anyone
Of that great exactitude
And that strong and moving mind
Which is stronger than any physical force
In the universe
And that warm and tranquil feeling
You get when nearby
It’s all about a girl
Who is exactly parallel to a dove to me!
First family, then friends
First people, then things
First respect, then love
First dream, then live
First think, then conclude
First hear, then heard
First understand, then understood
First deserve, then desire
First try, then try again
First assess them, then trust them
First taste your words, then speak
First work hard, then have faith in God
First have faith in God, then hope for the best.
Those phenomenal days
When we sat near the sea shore
Silently hand in hand
Listening to the harmonic streams of water
Those phenomenal days
When you used to take me
Out of this world
With your tender and powerful touch
With your every intense kiss
My mind gets blown
Like i’m in a world of Neptune
Where strong wind blows
With your warm and tight hugs
When i’m cold
Feels like i’m travelling to the world of Venus
Where it’s so warm
And every minute spent with you
Feels like the atmosphere of Mars
Where there is no one but you
Coz babe you make me forget about this world
And those profound eyes
I get lost in them expeditiously
Just like the world of Uranus
Coz so deep just like the color of the sea
Like the one we’re sitting nearby
How do you do it
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In the heart of the ocean,
Where turquoise slips to blue,
A mermaid tears pour forth.
She weeps for the kelp
That strain for the light
And the fish that play in their tendrilike yards.
She cries for the wrecks
And the souls lost to sea,
The sailors and sailed,
And those creatures they hunted.
She pours out emotion
To small beasts and large,
From leviathan to coral,
And each grain of sand.
Inconsolable, she hides her face
Behind viridian fingers
And rues her lot.
For most of all, she weeps for herself,
And the loss of her flickering realm.
She is the last of her kind,
No more of the mer-folk remain.
Like her tears, they’ve diluted away
And shall never return.
As lost in liquidity
As they are to time,
The ocean all the poorer for it.