Sunday, November 4, 2007

My Life

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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