For Tomorrow and Beyond

Within the madness of the days,
Something to look forward to.
Even if its just a tender hope,
I can hear it in a sweet voice.

The troubles of yesterday defines,
What may be to what may not be.
The person moulded for tomorrow
Corrupted yet polished!

For tomorrow and beyond.
Your honour Silent and Loud.

Let not be taken for a ride,
Often been told over and over.
Yet kindness wishes to see,
Only the good in others.

Fires will burn and leave scars,
Love will end and leave memories,
Fear will seize and leave stories,
Honour will rise and fall only with you.

For tomorrow and beyond.
Your honour Silent and Loud.

In the many paths to one truth,
Honour will value the most.
No gold, no diamonds nor loved ones,
Compare to the beauty and flair of honour.

As memories fade and faces around change,
know that you will be remembered.
Even if its in a little silent prayer,
Never a tear to wash away the pride.

For tomorrow and beyond.
Your honour Silent and Loud.

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Spring Affairs

This spring weekend,
As the fragrance of Romance & Passion fill the day,
Its time for the affairs of the heart to be renewed;
The whispers in the air all around you,
Are my words of love to you!

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Am I to be the one..?

Am I to be the one..? To hold you in arms
To grow and to wither ,
In the storms we are to face,
And the smiles we are to share.

In this world where hate prevails,
When a person rarely finds his other;
I found you among the many thorns,
My rose, my wondrous source of lust

My mischievous sweetheart,
I bow my head down to your love.
My eyes behold your face,
The teasing words reveal your truth inside.


I stand here just a picture,
I forget your oppressions;
Looking at your ecstatic eyes,
I see only your radiant love.

The affairs of passion adjust,
When consciousness meets unconsciousness
Like every person knows when he meets his other
I now know my heart has met it's match.

My eyes crave for you alone,
Still I ponder, Am I to be the one..?
The one who isn't found despite finding,
To be the one lost to into the wilderness beyond.

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Dancing Girl

Hours past midnight and still looking into her eyes,
Moving to the beats with her arms between mine,
When suddenly interrupted by the dawn of day.

Life took over with a single ray,
Memories of the dancing girl,
The night faded away like tequila shots.

Guitar strings stop in haste,
Dancing shoes slow down their pace,
The keyboards here no longer play my tune.

I wait in thirst for the spark of night,
To dance again with my love,
An addiction so fond for me to lose.

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