Up above the sky,
I still see the light that
I ought to reach,
It is a one way
journey,
Walked by those
with humble hearts,
It is my dream to reach
and touch those exquisite
stars,
Where my heart would meet
yours with great ease,
I swear it is never too
late to make you happy,
To put a smile on that
exquisite face again,
Though i wronged you
many times,
This time i introspected
my self, and i realised
how worthy you are of
my love,
I promise to care for you even
if the wind could carry your
umbrella away,
I would be hear to make you
smile,
There is still hope even after
the volcano has impaired
the mountain,
We ought to hope that the
stones should build again,
Roses can die,but thorns
will resurrect another spring,
And when they resurrect, I
i will carry you with my wings,
Through it all i managed to
own a privillege of knowing the
woman in you