πππ΄π²
A thing which is not,
Is.
Which is,
Is not.
It’s not confusing,
The history is new,
But the writings are old.
Adios!
πππ΄π²
A thing which is not,
Is.
Which is,
Is not.
It’s not confusing,
The history is new,
But the writings are old.
Adios!
πππππππππ
In the mist of darkness,
Let the light call you.
Be calm,
Be your inner self.
Work hard to achieve your dreams,
Don’t let the moment pass,
As light too flickers as does darkness.
Adios!

A girl named Rose,
Gifted her brother a watch.
A small one,
With a tiny dial.
As soon as the brother opened the gift,
His happiness,
Was unbounded as he wanted a watch very badly,
And out of her savings,
His sister Rose had bought that watch for him.

Adios!

Inertia of love,
Makes you happy,
Makes you bloom,
Inspite of all the nonsense,
Going on steady.
The inertia of love,
Gives you cheeriness,
And brings yourself closer to you,
As you once were.
Adios!

A big lighthouse,
On the sea rocks,
Bought out light in darkness.
People would go near the rocks,
And watch in amazement the lighthouse,
And its light,
Admiring its beauty.
Truly and magnificently,
The red light house would stand out,
Of all the things going in and out of the,
The huge big sea.
Adios!