A New Life

In a group of ducklings

I was the ugly duckling

Except I never grew into a swan

The beautiful white swan

I am just one person

Lingering among this group

One who haven't succeeded in life

One who've tried but luck turns bad

Perhaps when the snow falls

And when summer begins

A new life is ahead of me

And maybe...just maybe

I shall turn into a beautiful white swan

Her Last Breath

My dear child

My mama used to say

We are humans

One body, one mind

Just like the others

But like an ugly duckling

We differ from the swans

We are not like the others

We are different...you and I

My dear child

My mama used to say

You and I, we think alike

You and I, we are like sisters

Never brought apart

My dear child oh my dear angel

When I am away, do not fear

When I take a trip to a place where only memories lay

I shall await you there

And watch over you till your time has come

My dear darling oh my baby

Even when my ashes are at shore

Or when my soul wonders

You will always be my baby

And I love you with all my heart
Was what my mama said

Before she released her last gentle breath

Life

Sometimes

It's just the way life is

Or the way life goes

In a way none can predict

Changes as we grow

Tougher as we age

Painful day by day

Silence overcomes us all

Melody

Listen to that melody

Of gentleness and grace

It plays

Lyrics were soft and lovely

To the mind and heart

It dances

Summer or winter

The melody plays on

Remembered in the hearts of the beings

Fake World

I often wonder

Is the world a fake

Just some legos

Put together

Are the people

Puppets, controlled?

Are the animals

Toys?

Are the trees

And the streams

And the skies

Our illusions?

Did someone from outside Earth

Sprinkle water as rain?

And shine a torch

As our sun?

Did someone place stickers

As our moon and stars?

Is the world

Just some legos put together?

No Point

What is the point

Of trying?

When you gain nothing

Nothing but rejects

What is the point

Of learning?

When you can't achieve

Anything but tears

What is the point

Of having hopes?

When hopes turns into vapour

And vapour becomes air

Happy Birthday!

In the darkness worn by the surroundings

Was a light shone afar

The rythm of strength appeared

And then a new day born

Bless the God

For given this day

A special day

For a new born one

On the 25th of June

A baby boy born

With speed, he grows

Till one day

He has a family of his own

He is my father

Grown into a man of wisdom

And today is that special day

To wish him "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Invisible Box

There is an invisible box

A box where feelings are kept

A place for sadness

A place for frustrations

A place for loneliness

Invisible as it is

Secretive is the box

As the feelings stored

Are not known to none