Friday, December 4, 2009

Innocent Baby

Just born into the world,
Fully bright;
Without a glimpse,
Born with a cry;
Opening its eyes,
To see this beautiful world.

With its small body,
And its legs and arms;
Moving to feel the breeze,
Of this unseen world;
People around this little one,
Waiting to see its face.

Oh, innocent baby,
Sleeping quietly in the cradle;
You have lost your parents,
Born with a disease;
You have none,

With doctors and nurses around,
Born as an aids patient;
Oh,innocent i am,
I will have to die.

My Encounter With Death !

Melancholy, Melancholyee,
Oh death awaiting;
Today or tomorrow,
I may die.

Beauty of this world,
Can i ever see?
Today or tomorrow,
I may die.

Nothing at all to enjoy,
In my life;
Today or tomorrow,
I may die.

Thoughts of home,
Seeming my life longer;
Today or tomorrow,
I may die.

With never ending depression,
I close my eyes;
Today or tomorrow,
I will be dead.

My eyes closed forever,
My body still forever;
Today or tomorrow,
I shall be a dead doll.

One among the angels,
I shall be there;
Gazing at this beautiful world,
Today or tomorrow.