Yes, I used to think how happy she was. But she proved the proverb right!

“A cage built with gold is just another cage.”

My sympathy, my love for her, with a silent wish that I could be of help.


A dove's cottage. . . Of sufferings

A nest built on thorns,
And some torn dreams.
A broken shade,
And the burning sun.
The last moments of resistance
and the diminishing rays of hope.
The time's reluctance,
And her tied up wings.
Let me call her the one,
The one to be loved, forever..
And for my paintings,
She is the pallet of rainbows.
It's my prayer,
Her dreams come true.
It's my wish,
to see her smiles last forever.

Let me take in, the last of the hunter's bow.
And let my soul sing for her, the songs of eternal love.
Coz' she is the one, to be loved forever..

Very pretty!

thanks...

i was just reading the preview of you book Dr.Lance...seems great

am i becoming jealous??

krishna

Very nice words, these.

thanks hey hey...


krishna

still don't know what to say. Damn good peice. It gave me chills. this is going in my favs for sure...i love it

misty..

thanks misty....

krishna