The sun rises for me at ten,
Because I never hear the sound of a hen...

The journey of life starts from a cradle,
In which everyone has to paddle...

It was a journey in the dark
Figures too hazy and nothing to hark...

Like the stars in the firmament
I want to shine, glow, twinkle...

When the sun sets and the dusk falls
Ceasing the merry bird calls...

Sometimes I wish I could
Turn the hands of time...

Poetry is an outpouring of thoughts innermost!
Only keen senses help flowing of thoughts best...

To a man, the death of a bird,
Thereâ??s no meaning in that word...

In amidst of thousands
I heard my name called aloud...

I'm looking for a friend today
I'm looking for a friend today...

The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears...

You can do what you want to do,
You have to try to find out...