You remind me of the sly merchant ;
who boasted of selling a spear...

A situation
mind boggling...

Patience wasn't my virtue
but now I wear it faithfully...

You said the answer was with the wind,
so i listened unto the wind...

A heart
guarded...

When we sit back and wonder,
whether it's true the earth do spin...

When it rains.....
we see the beginning of a better day...

My beloved, thee know not;
how much i love thee so...

Today as i hold this pen,
inside mine's heart the atmosphere is tense...

They are like a garden full of scented flowers,
they are like a warm blanket during winter season...

Believe me it's a gift
seeing the hidden truths...

I painted a colorful picture of you,
and of our envied love...