I
wish to
make you proud,
but its never going to
be completed because I'll never-
ill never ever be enough, will I?

There used to be an angel
who was very close to me,
this Angel was a guiding light
wherever I would be.
Sometimes I made some big mistakes,
I walked the forbidden lane,
this Angel had a certain way
to bring me back again.

This Angel was always with me
every night and every day,
this Angel always helped me see
just where I went astray.
Sometimes I didn't like it,
the truth it often hurt,
but when I ignored this Angel
it made the matter worse.

I really loved this Angel,
we'd been together for many years.
We never always did agree
and often there were tears.
But angels are for a reason,
that is something I have found,
now this Angel is no longer with me
I'm so sad she's not around.

Lawrence Hall, HSG
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                Everyone Tells the Story of Li Po and the Moon

Everyone tells the story of Li Po and the moon
Of how when he was drunk in a boat one night
He tried to embrace the reflection of the moon
Fell in and drowned, and wrote and drank no more

Everyone says the story is probably not true
But some tell it anyway – why is that?
Why must poor Li Po drown over and over
His life of art ended in a drunken lapse?

Because even if his moon river death were true
It would be a more dignified death than theirs

And that is why

Everyone tells the story of Li Po and the moon

With a shattering smile
You left me in exile
And for you it's been an art
Knowing well it breaks my heart
As into tens of thousand pieces  
Until my breath ceases!!
  
Broken pieces of my heart
That lay scattered as a piece of art
Healed by itself in your thoughts
In a venge to rise against odds in lots
From the floors of time to face
Everything of anything with grace!!

Your choice to leave me forever
Is no more for me a nightmare
As my lone broken heart
Is gutsy enough to face our ways apart
With boldness of ten thousand hearts
Accepting ... somethings... can never be bought!!