Roses art beautiful.
Colours their presence dost.
Red, green, Yellow whatever be they'll.
Their beauties dim ever not.
But a rose’s a rose.
Mayeth've one hurt by its' thorn.
O’er the beauty't glowst,
Much sacrifice to have't owneth.
Loving you
Let go all worries,
Over considerations.
Voluntarily I fall.
In love I surrender.
Never‘ve I regretted.
Given you my heart.
Yet my life is too.
Out given to you.
Unconditionally.
Destiny
The moon accompanies the sun,
Day accompanies night and that’s a destiny.
What destiny should be my life then?
Yet I found it out.
To accompany you.
The Power O’ Hope
Impossibilities morph possibilities,
By the power o’ hope,
Thro’ the willing o’ God,
And eagerness o’ our heart.
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