****! how ugly the sound,
Every mortar soul should hate it,
How could you see this as normal?
When deep down thy heart there is a warning,
Saying in a soft and gentle tune,
Please dont do it.

Amid the thousand tears,
Running down her eyes,
With pains that never will be forgotten,
For many years to come,
With pitiful tune,
She ples and beg,
Oh let me go,
Yet thou sayest no,
Shame on you,
Thou ******.

My soul and my whole being abhors it,
Oh no this cant be normal,
**** is a shameful act,
Thou coward and beast,
Thou enemy of humanity,
Thou who brings ill to the society,
You are a ******.

Do you love that ugly name?
What do you imagine?
Can thou ask thy self,
What did I get by ****** a woman?
Thou cruel and dented soul,
You **** and ******,
What price have thou?
You are a ******.

Do thou love that name?
Can a ****** be a true human?
Why have thou allowed that beast to live in you?
Come on,
Please don't say she is dressed half naked,
Is all on your mind,
Give it up and never **** any soul.

I have taught the stones on the beach about paradise,
In order that they speak back to me,
That mystery of eternal love,
No ordinary man can understand,
Even as the lighting strike from heaven above,
And the shining of the morning sun,
Love is engraved in every heart,
Somewhere in the souls and minds of mortal man,
From classical antiquity it was established,
In eden gardens where love was first defined,
It has been taught and sang in music,
Love is my poetry,
When no man responds,
And the universe is silent,
The chanting birds in the trees,
The beautiful water creatures,
Also speak of such eternal love,
It is engraved in my heart,
Even in the dreams I dream,
His love is eternal.

I love to say thank you,
I love to say sorry,
I love to say well done,
I love to say you look good,
I love to say please,
I love to say you are forgiving,
I love to show gratitude,
I love to say never give up,
I love to say you are beautiful,
When I say all of these words,
My soul delights in them,
My heart is made merry,
My path is lighted,
My life skips all that never pleases,
Because I love to love,
And I love to say I love you,
Because that is all we need,
Like the butterfly,
Love is a beautiful thing.

My dreams leave off all that hurts
In all my thoughts;
It is great to see thy love in me,
My innumerable benignities with which thou smiles on me.
In the dreams I dream,
I am the image of that True one,
With all seeing eyes,
Thy love alone is sweeter than all that is sweet,
Speak thou not about pains, and miseries;
Worries, and hurts,
The love of the ancient one is stronger than them all,
Till the morning light fleets,
And the darkness vanished,
In my very tune,
My words takes wing in songs from every birds on the tree,
Indeed I am the image of God,
My eyes has seen thy beauty,
My heart is made merry,
My soul skips all that the world knows,
With all her lying wonders,
Pains, miseries,
Worries, and hurt,
Tis the power of God,
It is pure and brave,
A pathway to all that is beautiful,
My soul is jubilant,
For God and all he made,
The world is not left behind.

We are all different people,
Different individuals,
Even though we are brothers,
Even though we're sisters,
We all have our separate parts,
Definite roles that defines us,
When I fall, you raise me up,
When you fall I raise you up,
That is what defines us,
That is what life is all about.

I am me, you are you,
A beautiful world will surround us,
If we both agree,
Though the sea may roar,
The raging wave will toss about,
Again and again the storm will rise,
So hard they may hit us,
But if we both agree,
Gaze at same point,
We can sail beyond the reefs.

I have a vision and a mission,
An afterglow of something amazing,
Boom, life is a tour,
Like the love of my life,
Her beauty and smiles can’t be hidden,
So is the dream,
So is the call.

You alter my bohemian rhapsody,
My vision and mission,
The grace of God to me,
The manna that I feed to the hungry,
The peace I share to the shattered soul,
A hope that frees even the captive,
I live, yet not I,
But He, the giver of life in me.

The vision is clear,
And the mission simple,
The ancient path of truth,
To share to the soul oppressed,
A burning flame,
That ascends to the skies up above,
A light that expels,
Even the thickest of darkness,
I am that noble man,
On a mission and vision,
Of hope, and to scatter smiles abroad.

As the day light streaks across his window,
A present reality is revealed,
Life strong challenges,
That reveals her limitations,
He took a walk down town,
Like before when all things tempt.

No more is he charmed,
The old old glory is fading away,
Like beauty of that young damsel,
In her early prime,
When nature knocks at the door,
The sparkling smiles and shining skin,
All is history,
Age, wrinkles has come to stay,
Until life is bid farewell.

But until his last breath,
In his heart proposed he never to fear,
Though life itself is a mess,
Not always what it seems,
If he could foresee the future,
Maybe he should have been happy.

Knowledge is deceitful,
Like the chameleon,
The wise sometimes fails,
Amid the struggles of man,
He chose to brood on hope and not fear,
He no more turn in and brood,
On life bitter mystery.

Though mankind has failed,
The door of mercy is never shut,
Could we turn aside and seek for Him,
He whose name is true,
Full of life and light,
Perhaps the miseries of man shall cease,
And their inequities pardoned.

Many though may feel uneasy,
Deep down their hearts,
There is no such a belief on God,
Does it matter?
His heart is certain,
Whether or not they believe,
There is one up above,
The supreme being of the universe,
The cure to all mankind's miseries,
And all the pains that plunged her to mourn.