Always be my Valentine

Be my Valentine, be with me all time,
don’t fear, don't doubt
Always be by my side.
Be my Valentine! !

With the promise of thousand roses,
With the promise of thousand kisses,
Always be by my side.
Be my Valentine! !

Be my Valentine,
You will be winning for a lifetime! !

28/12/08

poem by Winnie Angel
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The craze

When we dream,
And in that dream,
Wish for the dreamt,
It seems so true.

When we make a wish,
And that wish turns real,
It makes us feel bright,
For our wishes got fulfilled.

And when your heartiest desire,
Remain still distance and untrue,
It pains and hurt,
Then that dream remain only to be dream.

And when that dream comes to you,
After the craze for it die out,

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My vision of the world

I see a world tomorrow,
I know its a dream world,
I know its like an utopian dream,
Still I believe that world can exist.

I see everywhere people,
From different races, belief and colour,
Meet and hug without any pretension,
Not drawn together by any profit motive.

I see a world,
Where the beauty of living,
Will be reducing pain,
And spreading universal love and peace.

I see the world in my vision,
And it’s a true world that can exist.

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The fantasy tree

Dangling by its sides,
The twigs and leaves,
Keep dancing to and fro
Making the tree swing in air.

Its beautiful bends and curve,
Smiling all the while dangling,
With its branches,
Always busy accommodating the birds.

The most beautiful tree,
With its trunk coming out,
To make a chair for every,
Naughty child to sit in respite.

The very fantasy tree,

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Cupid's Mess!

Here comes the valentine day,
The season and time of the year,
When cupid is more busier than ever,
Shooting arrows to young as well as selected old hearts.

Cupid is known to play the game of love,
He with his symbolic bow and arrows,
Is known to ignite love among young hearts,
Creating love confusion is cupid’s favorite game.

His most successful moments,
When hearts become fully dipped in love,
And when their hearts act stronger than their mind,
And when the victims are not in their actual disposition.

So great was the joy of Cupid,
His sense of pride in his success,

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The biggest mistake

With the palyful gait of a chid,
i was playing with my friends,
in the rocky hill and sand,
With all might i was playing the game.

All were busy pushing, pulling, running,
I too was doing the same,
but my attention was driven away from the game,
The sight of a playful goat was alluring me away.

The sight of the shiny black goat,
made me thought to chase and play with it,
But the goat was not ready to do the same,
so i was running fast to chase.

Its unwillingness to play with me,
was making me crazy to play,
So i was running with a frenzy,
to catch it with all my might.

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