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Maiden's Promise

What did I promise to you, my prince? Maiden’s promise pure and chaste, To love you more and love you deep; Never leave you, not in my dreams Always hold you even in your sleep Will make you strong when things are weak; Always lift you up and give you strength, I will always love you near or far, Together, my heart- we’ll wish for the star. When things seem gone awry, Never leave you ashtray; I’ll always be here when you needed me, My love for you will never drift away, The sun will set, soon it will shine Tomorrow is a promise and things are fine; My love will lead you back of where you belong I stand right here and things will come along. Maiden’s promise will hold the grace, Love that ties, it’ll forever bliss; The heaven will bless us and so it is, Love will hold us, love will guide us, No sad refrain, no illusions of rains We’ll celebrate the moment again and again, Two heartbeats swaying in perfect time As the music played, we'll hold our love-
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Till Then

Shed no tears when I say goodbye My final words I’ll say, not a sigh; Wave for my shadows when I’m done; Cry no more, another life, horizon beyond. God has drawn my final curtain, My life end, passionately benign; He rekindles the light of my fading candle, Just one more day to sustain for more. I wave goodbye to all of my friends, Grateful for the moment we wildly spent; Tomorrow, I’m going, not coming home, My journey ends, till then, I’ll travel alone. Yet, no cries nor sob for a girl like me, I’m so happy to leave, grateful for thee; Mama and Papa, I cherished so lovingly, My lovely sisters, I adore admirably. Just one more day, another day, My final words, my final goodbye, I’ll say, my dear, don’t ever cry, Here in your arms, just watch my last smile. I’ll trace your face through the tips of my fingers, This time I share with you, erasing all your fears; Our final goodbyes, beneath the canopy sky, Embrace each moment with you, so

Remnants of Unforgotten Melody

There are times when a woman Remembers someone in her life; And look back at the times they've  spent Together. The good and the bad And the worse. And all those Things were carved in the memory And as the history unfolds the day and remembering once more the event Of yesterday. Once more the heart opens up for The memories and the times shared, And where love blooms into a Thousand caress. Kisses that’s been Sealed in each lips, which takes hold Of the emotion that went through With  melodies. Heartbeats that synchronized with the feelings Etched like a tattoo that could not be fade, Carved there forever in there heart. Will lived in the skin of the soul And which wrinkles and lines appears but The long memories linger to live forever. Who could try to erase them? Wounds heal and scars  fade But the love that stronger than all of these Marked forever in the heart. Time passed. Seasons in heave keep changing to its time of year, Yet no matter how

CN Tower

I just want to captured it on a clear, sky blue background. 

Gotta Love This Mug

Love it. Love it. Love it. My drink gets tastier everyday.

Take it Away

source  As she laid her heart bare, exposed and stripped; of an unwanted emotion never know exist, she felt dying; of pain and suffering. Her heart cried fiercely Tears shed; Broken shadows, Nothing to hold Only broken tomorrows. That's what she thought.. Then, a tiny, soft hands held her gently, "What's wrong mommy?", her tiny voice echoed.   Exquisite, little brown eyes probing- Curious and worried of her mother's appearance.  She wiped off the tears streaming on her face and made an effort to smile. "Nothing..sweety, mommy just needs to cry", she explained.  "Do grown up really needs to cry at nothing, mommy?" Her questioned made her forget the fresh wounds inside her.  Innocent and so pure. And so transparent.  "How about you and mommy eat some ice cream?", distracting her child's attention.  "I thought you would not allow me to eat ice cream after dinner?, confused but happy a

Beauty, Young Lass...

Beauty , young lass is not forever It's like a mountain dew in the morning with most of its dew disappears at noon. Better be, beautiful naturally. For it transform your thoughts and your thoughts of being ugly. The ugliness of your thought Be vanished in every fiber of your memory, for your inner beauty would transcend any understanding of what is the true meaning of beauty. So, young lass, don't be sad. Your beauty hasn’t expired. The tone of your beauty is on its peak Fascinates every man in the street; So, better be happy and celebrate. And, through all the years would pass by You would look back how your days were spend- And how beauty in appearance Draw closer to the end---