
I play the game of love,
Of knowning the truth,
Of seeking all brilliant things,
Of knowing the love which we might sustain,
Of everything big and true which is forever ours and not thine.
Adios!

I play the game of love,
Of knowning the truth,
Of seeking all brilliant things,
Of knowing the love which we might sustain,
Of everything big and true which is forever ours and not thine.
Adios!
A gift of time,
Is from a friend of mine.
It’s pure joy, radiance and happiness.
It’s the way to live,
To smile,
To prosper and to be.
Adios!
A long thought in the rain,
Asks me why do I have so much pain?
It ain’t mine,
But still it bothers me.
A long thought on the rain asks me,
Shall I be or I won’t,
Yet, it ain’t fair for the huge thought or for me,
To be thinking so much.
A long thought in the rain,
Is my attempt to be,
So that I can survive,
Without being more in the pain.
Adios!

A long story,
Of love,
Of thoughts,
Of pain given but oughts not.
Of betrayal,
Of gains,
Of heaping up unaccmulated pain.
Of small things which have broken us into million pieces and triffle things.
Adios!

An advice for the foodies,
That have your food regularly.
There are many who skip,
Who waste,
Who do rubbish
and don’t do good with themselves.
A true advice is love your food and genuinely be honest with it.
A true foodie would understand what I mean to say.
Adios!