Your Beauty My Bride

Your love is divine and you pain is wine,

Your smile is great and bring all the shine.

When you cry all dark and pine,

When you smile all charm and fine.

Sweet small black mole on your lips, right hand side,

Enhancing your adorable beauty by the thousands of time.

Bright innocent your face my wife,

Your young wild beauty, itself is a goldmine.

Big dark black so beautiful eyes,

Holding my heartbeat and keeping me alive.

Hello my baby.! I don't wanna make you cry,

But things so  unfortunate I can't lie.

Turning point is common in everyone's life,

I would like to wish you a future bright.

I knew I'm not Shakespeare right,

Presenting last pathetic poem from my side.

But....

No one can challenge "YOUR BEAUTY MY BRIDE".

THE FUNERAL

     They are at my place; with all folded hand,

     Few are screaming; few just stand. 


              Some talking about past; some talking all sins,

              Few looking too busy; searching for things.

     Marginalized by loved one; doomed by all,

     I am lying down; done with my last fall.

              Everything settled; a cross onto my chest,

              No more crisis baby; no more conquest.

     I can’t regret; this is not hell.

You should cross your heart; you are at my funeral.

I’M MY OWN DESTINY

I’m my own destiny,

I hate to be alone.

It’s not too strong now,

It seems to be a hydrogen bond.

Bit terrible and bit confusing,

With a conflicting long story.

I’m my own destiny,

I hate to be alone.

Not too painful, not too dying,

Beatless life with pleasant less nights.

Reminding memories and lovable fights,

It’s all gone and you sit tight.

Not too strong, I can’t hold,

I lost all, now I should fold.

I’m my own destiny.

I have to be alone.