If Life is all about heartbreak?
What's the use of living?
If I could say I love u a thousand times,
Yet never hear u say it to me
What's the use of loving you?

Life is cruel
That I can't see your face,
I can't hear your voice.
I can't hold your hand.
Yet I'm still able to love you so
It's cruelty.

If you say you love me
Is it a game we play
Because we are bored with our lives
And we don't know what to do?
When I say I love you,
It means just that!

Time will be on our side
And we will finally hold hands,
Kiss and love each other like never before.
I love you and I can't replace that with anything.
There's an empty space in my heart,
That can only be filled by your image.

If life is all about heartbreak
Than I want to spend the rest of my life
loving you.
Always and forever.
And let you thread all over my heart softly
And leave your footprints all over.
Because I never want to forget you!

You're never around
Yet you adore me
I believe you don't know me
But you do.

Nobody loves me like you do
Nobody would ever measure to you
Nobody will ever take your place
It's yours for all eternity.

You love me with your eyes
You adore me with your heart,
Your arms are my sanctuary
And your words,sweet lallabyes in a cold war,
Ever so soothing.

Everything I do,I do it for you
You're my life.
I may forget to tell you
How much I love you,
But always know that,
I belong to nobody but you.

I treasure you more than my life itself
I praise you,
I worship the ground you walk on,
Cause you're beyond special.

It prides me to be your daughter.
I love you mom.

You and me both,what's going on in this world?
Why do I feel like this...
I'm scared of what's around the corner...
I'm afraid there'll be nothing there...then what?
It's just poetry.

I'm a woman
They call me weak,
They call me helpless,
They tell me that my place is the kitchen,
My occupation to cook,clean & breed babies,
They don't respect me.

They regard me as a nobody,
They force me into doing what I don't want,
They call me all sorts of degrading names,
They rape me,force me into prostitution,
They sell me for a bottle of booze,
Drugs and money.

Am I weak?
What prevents me from fighting back?
Does being obedient make me weak?
You tell me if it's wrong to be a woman.

Is it a sin?
Am I cursed into being the victim of society?
Why am I a woman?

Instead of sitting and feeling sorry for me,
I would rather you admire me!
Because even though you may put me down,
Beat me up and take my self respect to the dogs,
You make me a fighter.

You make me strong
And you can never take my Dignity from me.
Thanks for making me a fighter!

I am blessed to be a woman,
I ooze sex appeal,confidence
And I retained my self respect
Because I am not weak,
I'm a woman.

IMAGINE...

Imagine a world without crime
a world without rapists,murders,
gangsters & robbers...
Ohh,what a world would that be?

Imagine a time where my brother
is my brother,no matter his skin colour,
religion,gender or abilities.

Imagine a world without wars
a world without hatred,resentment or
contentment...Imagine that...

Imagine me and you in Paradise
A place of eternal peace
and encharnting beauty.

How I wish I were there, in my sanctuary
with you...
Because I would rather suffer here
then go there on my own without you!

Imagine us sitting there and admiring
God's everlasting beauty.
For it shall never be as enchanting as
it should,without you by my side.