Withered

Seems like just yesterday when we laughed and play,

Your words and snacks they both taste sweetly the same.

The woolen clothes you've spun we played with them in the hay,

And the flowers that you've kept earned you a fame.

But now the Rose has withered.

What would your sweet flowers do?

It's gonna be a long lone winter,

Without you here

Why wouldn't we shed a tear?

Reached home for christmas and everything has changed,

You weren't there to greet and hold me tight.

The whole house seems empty without you here and it's strange,

Even the light in the star didn't shine bright.

'Cause now the Rose has withered.

What would your sweet flowers do?

It's gonna be a long lone winter,

Without you here

Why wouldn't we shed a tear??

Hope we'll meet there by the Saviour's side

When our work here is done.

Until then the Lord will provide and guide,

And give us the strength to carry on.

Brand New

He was just another young teenager

Who felt his life was in danger.

All night long he cried,

Every way, he tried.

Then he prayed

To take his pain away.

And He said, "Son, come here,

Oh! My dear,

What has the world done to you".

And He said, "Son, come here,

Oh! My dear,

I'm gonna make you feel brand new".

He had searched for life in strangers' places

Hoping to find life in aces.

He holds the world first,

And his soul still thirsts.

So he prayed

To take his pain away.

Now has given his life to the King.

Nothing will shake him, nor strife or anything.

So my friend, come here,

He is near,

Give up all you had and all you knew.

Oh my friend, come here,

He is near,

He's gonna make you feel brand new.

Vehement Effusions

The life we live is hard to leave.

Sometimes our life is a game,

And sometimes it’s a shame.

Sometimes all that matters is only our name.

At times, it’s hard to make a notion

Because you know all the motion

Around you will lead to demolition.

Life’s strange, the better you try to change it,

The worser you will get.

And life’s a cage

When every page

You turn brings you to worries and rage.

And about love, you still call it romantic

When a tryst end in a twist??

Who would know the truth when everybody masquerades?

Who would show the truth when everybody is afraid?

If asked a question in danger,

They’ll leave us with a cryptic answer.

After all, it is a strange world we’re living in

                           And it’s hard to understand the things happening!