Power is not your's
It comes from out of the Earth
Be careful, we shall have to be back
Power itself can run
Power is not your fun
Power is dirty Bull
Power makes a man Fool
Love is not a bluff & puff
Keep it holy and clean
Never make it rough
Crying for Heaven & Hell
But where is it & how to get?
Misuse makes you, every thing fade
Batter you thing for, butter & bread
She might be a princess,
But --- the
Beautiful, devoted on beauty
Thats is my happiness
Not the open Eyes
Close can see, more and more
If some one lost the love
Wants to hide
is it the artist on you, MONALISA?
Took the ride
The World has a
Command and contro system
That is Al-Quran.
This is very much clean that
Once you must end the run.
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