Born of high estate,
Existed quite not so late.
With no own parkland,
In a small island.

Playing lonely a game “I spy”,
Feeling so alone is I.
Finding the soul in me,
Leaning against some tree.

Unable to make a stand,
With no chances of helping hands.
Left to no energy for fight,
No matter how much might.

And as the bells rung,
No water left on the tongue.
In the dreams see a hall,
Completely pictured no door.

The streets with folks,
And the cement broke.
No one to guide myself along,
No warnings of getting strong.

Though the light is brightening,
The lightning is still striking.
Lost all sense of pride,
Falling out of sight.

Clueless of the seasons that follow suit,
As the trees starting dropping fruits.

Things go permanent as you do them at a young age,
But many being stubborn and arrognant,
Never listens to how things work.
They change not only themselves but also others,
And have no thoughts of the future.

Locked within myself,
Locked within my heart.
With nowhere to go,
And no one to confide.

Mistakes are results of fate,
Beauty exists in everyone.
What you experience is what you choose,
As you follow you choose.

With one swipe the book came out,
Due to loneliness and of pain.
Grab a pen and begin to write,
Just to try to forget the world.

Though i know him not,
But i understand him lots.
He contributed to the society,
And was concerned about everyone.
He had done his part as the People President,
And we thank him deeply for it.
We shall always appreciate his contributions,
May he rest in peace.

Follow your own thoughts,
Follow your own actions.
Follow your own goals,
Follow your own path.

-Iseult

To achieve is to do,
By failing proves your determination.
Whether doing takes a try or a hundred,
What matters is your accomplishment of self-goal.

-Iseult

Live not to regret,
Live not to try.
Try is an excuse,
Regret is a curse.

Trust what you know,
Remember all that's important.
Take what you need,
Not what you desire.
Think your own thoughts,
Not others' doubts.
Know you may forget,
But you will always remember.

To "memorise" is to learn,
To read blindly is a waste of time.
To cheat yourself is a lit itself,
To know is to listen and remember.

Middle from where it come from,
Middle to where it end.
Middle of good and evil,
Middle of lust and loathe

A skeleton in the dark,
Sobbing and going all tight.
Depresses and lack of friends,
But full of those who lies.
But when the sun comes up,
One will not be totally lonely.
With the light the Earth now bears,
Like the night and day give in,
There are still others who cares.

He who cry,
Isn't a shame of males.
She who cry,
Expresses her feelings.
It who cry,
Is showing its misery.
Those who cry,
Are no weirdos.

When one dies,
Not many cry.
When one lives,
Not many cherish.
When one try,
Not many see.
When one parties,
Too many joins.

Out of sight,
And out of mind.
Making me mad,
And losing my mind.
For each you and me,
Just leave me in peace.
And for the sake of everything,
Let me go.

Regardless of where it is placed,
It will be there whenever.
A place to feel comfortable in,
Where you feel that you belong.
Things and people whom you cherish,
Can be found in the place you choose.
When you are cold and feeling low,
The area you pick is just below.
A region which everyone will have,
And a region where it is home.
An area where you don't have to lie,
Despite you are feeling low or high.

A night light stick:
It brightens up with a crack,
And came into hands as a source of light.
It was brought to valleys, parties and more,
But always used for the same reasons.
What the reasons are you might ask,
That it is brightening and lightening the lives of others.