I have now learnt from long ago
That it does no good to complain...

Love is fire that ignites
Where your heart is the jewel...

How much we are served
Should not be proportionate...

Since she was born, she was raised to succeed
Where both of her parents would always exceed...

Although late at night
I don't mind the commotion...

Life is more than reminders
With which we made a note...

My eyes that only light for you
When you make them stray...

I sometimes feel that our love is
Much like a thunder storm...

To that person who drove, so careless today
Who missed me by inches and didn't give way...

I found a thread from what I wear
And now I am in quite despair...

What does one do when love has lost its way
Where the only thing we share is the roof...

You shouldn't blame the mirror
It has done nothing wrong...