This site is about the inspiration I get everyday, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers which receive light when asked to God.
When we sing together,
The world is ours.
The voices reach,
Millions,
Yet we remain unknown.
That’s the story of millions.
But one day it shall change,
And we shall be known from the unknown.
Adios!
Laughter for a toy,
Was unconquered and unimaginable.
The toy was a ball which could quack,
Like a duck.
The baby who got it as a gift,
Would play with it often,
And as soon as the ball made the sound,
“Quack, quack”, The baby would roll off laughing.
Adios!
Anos, A year goes by,
It’s a wave on which time tides by.
It says none.
And races ahead of all,
For it is “Anos”-A year.
Metaphorically,
It stops for,
And abides by none.
Adios!
My small baby is singing,
As it has got a new toy.
The toy was broken within an hour,
But the singing didn’t stop.
My small baby is singing.
Adioa!
A boy on a train🚅,
Met a friend.
Though separated,
Their school memories rejoined their minds.
It was emotional and fluid,
For how the time passed,
And they reached another country,
Was a time in lapse.
Adios!