Give the way, I dream through
missing every drop on pearl
for those smiles on his cheeks
or the blossoms twinkling here.
Many may come in the thoughts
place to rest in journey
He is the prince of my heart
else not to be seen anywhere.
Who are the angels of snowfall ?
when winter comes and sheds leaves
All beauty is lost
darkness glowing all there.
The essence of human spirit
or the journey of the soul
gives power to reach our goals
and energy to our destiny.
Molten rocks are all my friends
those who care and live along
Shaded leaves of the spring
return beauty to new borns.
Everywhere is not perfect
for trumpet to hold silence
but the glassy appearance
of heart gives the Magical Sound.
Truth doesn't lie in buds
they will all blossom and die
The smiling Brook is going long way
which will shine forever.
Some blanks are going morose
some gaps are full of prose
they have the stability
that they will never come across.
"Smile"
We consider those smiles
which do not disturb anyone,
appreciating peace doesn't mean
to forlorn one in this world.
Maria is the present blossom
a gift to Prince from his parents,
to settle new life with her
and grant this kingdom, Showers of Blessings.
We are the makers of this world
so precious stones and flowers
The ballad is not lost
it is just an unsung and unlistened story.
Shining are the wings of fairies,
angels, Pegasus, and unicorns...
Praising are the words of God
for me, him and our Destiny.
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