This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
A dance which Is natural,
Has seeked some time,
Some love,
Some help from the Lord to be his and not thine.
The dance is true,
For it likes to be back home,
As It Is too late too jump again,
In time unknown.
Hope he listens with his might,
As I love him,
Let him fight.
A dance which can stopped has to be stopped,
For anything unnatural is timid,
Loathsome and hypocritical.
Adios!
Toys are a memorable things,
Lives go away but things don’t,
They rot, they stink,
But few remain in good conditions.
As you age,
Many things come to bite you,
To embrace you in their enchantments,
But again that big but,
Which defines a lot in English language,
But if you hold on to your childhood,
You do achieve a bit of relief,
A bit of smile,
Which is only available for big people with dumb loads of money,
Or their sons and daughters who commit fraud and do nonsense.
Coming backing to childhood toys do remain a big part of it,
Without any obstacles of adulthood.
Now toys do get broken hearts and money.
Money too gets broken.
Five hundred is broken into denominations of five into hundred.
Like that broken toys do serve as reserve of happy memories,
Of golden times lost behind,
Of happiness that is rightfully yours.
Playing with broken toys,
Is such a time,
Which may give you back that happiness and pleasure which can and will be yours forever.
And that peace is everlasting,
But the crap in the outside world doesn’t seem to understand that.
Do play with your old toys and try to be happy.
Adios!
It’s the thought which matters the most as,
The goodness rises out of us,
As we go ahead,
As we earn,
As we strive,
For days are passing by inspite of us trying to learn.
Enemies are many who do spy,
Who do wrong,
But there’s always a chance to win,
So its a fight between right and wrong,
Thus it’s the thought which matters for good thoughts always bring good results and bad thoughts lead to disasters.
Adios!
Aren’t you gracious that you bought me an apple.
Aren’t you gracious that we went to the fair together.
Aren’t you gracious that grace itself feels happy in your presence..
Aren’t you gracious forever?!
Adios!
In roads which are treacherous,
Walk with care,
With faith that God stands behind you with love and care.
In roads which are such deep,
Be brave and strong and be happy.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 