Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
The first time we ever met
Your name was all I knew
But as we got to know each ot
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
Love is beautiful and great.
When you find the right person, it will be fate.
My
