the deep blue sea

The deep blue sea

The strong wind carrying it

The popping of debris and objects

Every clue the end of a story

The cyclonic caresses

The undercurrents in the deep sea

The hands which hold the objects

Exclusivity the way it stays

Every few seconds

The images will be unseen

The way of search and rescue

The long tiring and windy nights

The night of the lost souls

Burying deep in the blue

For ages of history

A new cargo sinking deep

looking for a partner

Looking for a partner

You don't have to rush it

If you do you will fall

The cycle of desperation

Looking for a partner

It is for a life time

It isn't just for a year or two

It is better to stay single roaming free

When you have many to choose

Pick the one who will stay the marathon

Don't pick for the short spring

You will be left gasping for air

Look for one who understands

Beyond what you did and your past history

Respect and honest in the head

Writing the new pages today and tomorrow

the darkness never go away

The darkness never go away

It is there for all of us to see

Even in day light we can't escape

The shadows will keep us company

It is just waiting

When we do our silly mistakes

Once we fall blindly into it

The darkness will make us cry

We shouldn't think there is tomorrow

It is just so far ahead out of our reach

So don't ever think we have the time

We should enjoy life every light

The darkness never go away

It makes us realize we shouldn't sleep on it

Go live life to the fullest in our times

Otherwise the darkness will make us cry

falling into troubled water

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The silence of the night

Falling into troubled water

The tears of losing

The faces once we knew

The questions are many

The answers are few

There is no use finger pointing

It's time to swallow sorrow and pain

When the tears are gone

The stories of those left behind

In memories and its history of tragedy

It's no use getting angry and upset

Let the past be gone

Remember their lives and contributions

It looks like the souls in troubled water

Burying deep in the blue sea

the heat of the sun

The heat of the sun

It never wants to shade

The burning rays hitting down

On every living and non-living

Under shade of trees

The heat will not go away

The hot wind blowing along

There is no way to hide

Some just can't take it

It will cause them headaches

In the heat of the sun

The rays will just keep shooting

The utility company will laugh

The households will switch air-conditioning units

The meters will turn quickly in cycles

The heat of sun money make for some

no water in the morning

In the Sunday morning

Bright light in the sky

Some get up late

Some early as the dogs bark

The sound of motorcycles

The sound of cars passing by

In the early Sunday drive

The market of packed voices

In the water episode

The burst pipes near the college

Suddenly no water in the taps

No notice just the silence

In the Sunday morning

Some never know about it

The sleepy minds in space

The taps run dry for a little while

it's the leaving of the night

It's the leaving of the night

You found it hard to say

What life will be in the end?

When you don't want to stay

The breezes of the night

It is just in the mind

When you don't want to stay

Leaving the night as cold as ice

When will the fire keep burning?

On the cold bed at night

There is no one to hold it

The candle never lights it up

It's the leaving of the night

Leaving the night as cold as ice

When will the fire keep burning?

If you don't turn and walk away

life of renewal

As the years go

The renewal will come

Every time in a circle

A new generation

At the door

The opening of a new

The smell of the young

The circle of a time

Then the eyes see

The past, the present and the future

By nature it is the natural process

Cry not when time has come and gone

As the years go

The tears and laughter

The spots of history

On a quiet day many reflections

The wind will sing

The breezing of wine and songs

As time moving with a smile

Reflections of a time to come

izzy in the pool

The goggle on her face

The pool of blue

The face I thought I knew

Something different I saw

I couldn't recognize her

I thought I saw somebody new

The red cap on her head

Took a picture before she dipped in

The pool of blue

The smile on her face

And her broken tooth?

In the pool of blue

There she made the splashes

Izzy in the pool

still searching

There is still no closure

The fate of MH370 in the air

The search and rescue operations

Now in the Indian Ocean

The man-hours in the hunt

Searching for the elusive plane

Day 15 of its disappearance

There is still no conclusive evidence

Theories spread

The story of MH370

Captured by aliens

Hidden by genie

The minds of people

Conjuring up the plots

Modern gadgets can't find

The fatigue of patience going in

The flight of MH370

Is it in the deep blue sea?

Is it in the deep green forest?

Maybe genie wants to play

the blood donors

The white vampires came

With tubes to take it away

The blood donors

They smile happily

The lives of immortality

The renewing blood supplies

Giving hope for others

On a time of emergency

Nobody will run away

The vampires of white uniform

Carrying out tasks to make it work

The dripping blood flowing into the blood bags

And the blood donors do not cry

Drawing out blood for a good cause

Giving hope to somebody in need

In a day of giving it back

age of life

Age of life

The milestones of many

The spots of life

Part of joy; part of regret

The history of bygone years

The years walk away so silently

Leaving behind the stories

It will never go back

Tomorrow lies there

A new page to write indeed

In life mistakes will be made

This is how life is earned and learned

Age of life

The joy it will bring

The faces of knowing

The balloons and cake

Tears of joy

With loved ones around

The pockets of messages

The songs of wonderful tonight

the walls of silence

The walls of silence

Looking in the seas

The blue waves and ripples

Deep into its bed

Do they look at the right areas?

The red herring plotting to the seas

The pings ringing in the air

The spot can't be found

It's the game of hide and seek

A big jet plane disappeared from sight

Modern technologies and gadgets

The failure to find the sign

The jet plane flew across land and mountains

The islanders saw on Saturday morning

It isn't to crash the plane for a cause

Some of passengers have knowledge values

The jet plane in some remote jungle

There it is clouded in secrecy

It isn't kissing in the deep ocean

It is the human cargo of expertise

teach your children

Teach your children

Stay away from strangers

Do not divulge information

Do not engage in conversation

Teach your children

The predators out there

They come in suits

Expensive cars bearing gifts

Teach your children

Stay alert on the streets

Playing in group in the parks

Look out for strangers carrying gifts

Teach your children

Always recognize number plates

Faces, eyes and colour of skin

Remember telephone numbers

Look out for strangers

Many children are lost on the streets

Once they are in the black net

It is good as saying goodbye!

the songs of the night

The songs of the night

It waves you into sleeping mode

Out of the body floating away

In the stars of brightness sky

Once you reach there

You feel you are in paradise

You feel you can fly

Anywhere anyplace anytime

The night whispers

You just don't want to wake up

The paradise of lights and songs

The angels smile with you

Every night you will be there

You can't forget the experience

Of the night whispers and of angels

They make you forget...

the town council

The town council's enforcement division

They shouldn't work in straight shift

How to enforce the rules and regulations?

When in the night the night operators smile

Look at the hawkers and night markets

The disobeying of rules and regulations

There is no enforcement officer in sight

It is practically no rules night

Some may pay for a few tables

In front of the five foot ways

In reality they will occupy the parking lots

Putting up tables and chairs

Even the cowherds know

Public holidays and weekends

They cows are left to walk freely

Cow dungs on the roads

Where are the enforcement officers?

Working in the day forget about the night

It is time district officers change the mindset

It is to walk the by-laws

he came he ran

He came on stage

After days of silence

Reading from his prepared text

He said his piece and left

No question no answer

What kind of a leader we have?

He should be brave to handle questions

This was a tragedy affecting the nation

No..he turned away

He couldn't face the foreign reporters

He couldn't handle the barrage of questions

If he couldn't answer, stand there and be honest

This is the weakness of a leader

It shows in the world of foreign journalists

Instead of in the forefront of the tragedy

He hides away in his office

the days are gone

The oceans deep

It is hard to see

Up in the air

The currents take it

Flying like eagles

Looking for preys

Down in the oceans

The ripples of blue seas

The days had gone

The dry tears came

The tragedy of our time

A word of history

The hunger strikes

The angry mob

It makes no difference

MH370 no clear evidence

no use to cry

No use to cry

The unknown is

Beyond our minds

We can imagine

The good old times

The hugs and smiling faces

The fly to the air

Now it is just a whisper

Blowing like the wind

The faint hope of survivors

Imagine in the vast blue sea

The eyes from the sky

The flying big birds try

What's there to look?

When there is no proof?

In the vast ocean it lies?

Imagine that

No use to cry

wishing for the rain

Wishing for the rain

Umbrella still gets hold in the rack

Listening to the sound

It never comes at all

The cloudy sky hovering by

Plotting its course slowly

Until it reaches the mountain

The clear sky comes out to smile

Wishing for the rain

The sky of sunshine blue

There is no cloud in the sky

A day of dry air

The kitten on the roof

Wagging its tail trying to hypnotize a bird

Creeping slowly for the kill

The bird sees and flies away

Wishing for the rain

It never falls today

The night market doing a roaring business

On the field of cars, motorcycles and bicycles