Make Us Praise

Rain, rain heal our pain.

Rain, rain give us gain.

From the soil head a vein.

Ripe fruits for the brain.

Soothe our soul without drain.

Keep us supple without mane.

Rain,rain make us praise.

What we get from the haze. 

Life's Sail

 

Never is a burden too big or too cold.

As long as we feel that we too are bold.

Never is it heavy to make us fall.

As long as we hold on to the call.

Never can we dismay or even fail.

As long as we control our life’s sail.

Time to Fly

Fly high where view is fine.

Up above to the silver line.

With that hope that’s inside.

To that land where you’ll shine.

Beneath where flows a clear sea.

With trees so green for you to see.

Dancing daffodils to the tunes of wind.

Luminous lights of various kind.

Sparkling waters and sweet scents.

A wondrous place is such to descend.

Glimpse Of Hope

Within my soul, the hollow that is felt.

An unknown ache, which does make me melt.

A current so strong, which takes me along.

To a path unknown, that might be too wrong.

The last of my faith, and that of my hope.

Kept in its place, with such a thin rope.

A glimpse of light, towards I walk.

Knowing in heart, it too can revoke. 

On Cloud Nine

Sometimes we are only fine.

Sometimes we are on cloud nine.

Up and down round and round.

Sometimes both feet on the ground.

Happiness varies each moment.

Taking us through such torment.

Hues of color that of clouds.

Such is happiness can say loud.

What upcoming hard to guess.

Is it truth or acts to impress.

Colorful faces with cruel souls.

Hiding behind their truth and fouls.

Motive behind all their talk.

Too keeps hidden as they walk.

Though my feet is on cloud nine.

I’m aware of such gruesome lines.