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 breakfast for three,
Is what it is these days.
Three egg whites,
With layered bread and jam,
With a leaf of ice berg lettuce,
Sandwiched in between.
A breakfast for three,
With three cups full of milk-tea,
And red berries.
It sings happiness,
And makes life full like a flowering tree.
Adios!
Can you write a flower?
Have you ever done so?
Well it isn’t possible.
Writing a flower,
Is only possible for God who is the supreme one,
And it is his grace which can make it happen.
Adios!
A charm worked its magic.
It brought good blessings,
And happiness.
A charm worked its magic,
It sang the words of truth,
Did the dance of wriggle.
A charm worked its magic,
But it was hidden from the common beings.
And thus, it remained hidden.
Adios!
Isn’t it a piece of cake?
To say hi to one’s beloved.
To rock the cradle,
To say morning to the night.
To say how do you do?
To reach the moon,
And to dream of the stars?
Isn’t it?
Isn’t it a piece of cake?
Easy to avoid truth?
To go round and round,
Yet to mislead?
Isn’t it a piece of cake?
To love someone.
Or not.
Isn’t it?
Adios!
A ticket to Spain
Has rocked my feelings.
From La Nina to El Nino,
It ain’t going to rain.
A ticket to Spain,
Has been bought with the money of thoughts,
As soon as flight takes off,
It will be venturing into the land of my dreams,
We will go straight to the Tomatino festival,
Before saying “Hola” to my friend,
Whom I have longed to see for eons.
And it is good to have things regained,
We will learn Spanish and be “Ole”,
To be world renowned.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 