The Best Thing You Can Do

Love and be loved.
That's the best thing you could do on earth
For without love, everything is meaningless
Even the smallest deed you did out of love
Is worthier than acquiring a treasure from treachery.

To Love With Love

Gone are the days when we were young

And our love remain unspoken,

Its flame burnt cavernous

 Yet I couldn’t acquaint you why and how much;

Those dates, waiting for your word pains my heart,

And pitched my bliss abyss,

My smile refuse to buff, my eyes drown in despair;

How long did I waited for you?

Fairest Thou Art!

Fairest thou art!

My eyes ain't teased me; thou art truth,

Wondering why thou here in my very eyes;

Just to captured my heart?

Fairest thou art!

Thou shone so bright;

I couldn't resist to love thee,

O’ My love; My friend!

If I leave this earth you before my time, wail not; on my deathbed.

For I will not hear you moan on my grave.

And beating your chest in anguish on my deathbed will not wake me up.

Nor will I see your tears.

And I cannot wipe away your tears or lend my shoulder to cry on.

In Youth

The year comes, when it was the best of life,

Tis, the stage, each men had in fullest;

It’s all adventure and no tears within,

In youth, was all, a moment you can had in fullest;

So was youth, you can find spring in costume,

The season, no man dreaded;

And so, youth, no man abhorrence,

But alas! It was petite,

I don't wanna pass to the next stage of man;

If I could, I’ll be youth eternally,

Perhaps it could be something all desired;

But lo! I cannot be and so you,

So, while the time set us in

Why should we let it go undone?

Tis our day, youth, let's celebrate,

We ain't gonna be here morrow;

Till the day last; tis our day,

Cheers to all!

Tis the stage, preeminent of all;

Should you begone without the quest of spring?

Can you be in vigor to feel juvenile again when you grow old?

All Things' Beautiful !

All things’ beautiful!

The breathing and the lifeless;

Every creature and those that still stay,

The deepest of universe to the highest of the atmosphere;

The nearest here, away the farthest,

All that is, all thing on earth;

Beautiful!

The tiniest insect to the biggest creature,

The slowest; fastest

The blackest and fairest,

Move or unmoved;

Those beneath the water,

And those that on land;

Those that crawl and walk,

And those that fly;

The spring’ green; autumn’ falls;

All those that are here on earth,

All things that God had made……

 Beautiful!

No Man Born Slave

No man born slave

Black or white; he was free,

He be broke or affluent, had his choice apiece

We all born to help but not a slave

Treat no man on his color; judge no man; his custom

Was he in rag? He is God’s creature as we are

He was as free as we are

He may be your servant but not your slave.