A place so worse, yet so good

Smoked out of hell
Here I am all alone,
Like an angel in hell
Here in heaven I suffocate.

It's a place where I don't belong,
Yet I prefer not to run away;
Prayers of many seem hard chains to break,
And here I go against my desires.

My will never in line with His,
Like a fish out of water often I am;
Searched for a devil around,
But then it’s the wrong place, I realize.

So, all alone I tread,
Knowing well what’s in store;
Fighting it day in n day out
Against all odds.

Yet in all the struggles
It indeed is a better place to be,
When it’s sweet smiles that reflects
On every angel that surrounds.

A Real Fairy Tale - The Treasure Hunt

She was ready. Her mind was set. She took up the map and glanced through it. The road ahead is gonna be too tough. But nothing would deter, for she's on a journey to find the treasure.

She tread along with pain, often stumbling on the stones and thorns. But she really enjoyed it. The desert heat made her weary and her body was covered up with the slush of rain forest.

Finally she made it. After all the struggles she entered there. In the dark lay a rusted treasure chest. She walked slowly to it. She picked it up and held it close to her chest. She could feel the heart beats.

It was hard to open it. But she cut it open. She saw a bleeding heart inside. From the cuts emanated a bright light which made her shine. She looked so beautiful covered in it. She became as fresh as a kid. She was all lost in the gleam. She took it up and kissed it.

Suddenly the heart turned into a man. He took her in his arms and went to the nearby stream. He then washed her clean in the flowing waters. He covered her in his blanket. She felt so cozy. He then took her to places and showed the beauty of life around. They were playing like kids. He bent forward and she climbed upon him. She saw a shining star above. She reached to it and took it in her hands.

She ran away from him and hid herself. She was amused by the star. She kept it close to her heart. And the star turned out to be a handsome man. And her search ended there.

The birdie

I stood by my ground
But the birdie just flew away
It’s foolish to dream for the moon
And to live in that dream

Things are too hard
Just as easy as it is for the birdie
Yet freedom is what it’s all about
And to respect is what love is

Hope will end by what passed by
But world won’t end by that
Should I laugh or should I cry
It’s just for me to take

The storm will pass by
And the rain will stop in due time
It’s a new morning every day
And life will move on and on