The Next Breath…

Each breath is

the moment of life

the one that you still have

the one that you still live

Rest is all hopes…

to wake up the next day,

to take in the next breath,

to see you again later.

Thats what life is –

A cruel joke…

one instance may give you

and the other may take off

There is nothing we can do

live it to the full and

give it all possible shots

for there is no way

to walk back

to the moments

you once had


Fly without fear!

Its been a while since something of mine made up in my homepage….

Moving on with the flow heres a small piece of poetry…


Standing at the foot of the hill

Wondering what lyes beyond

My mind is growing excited but

my body is scared to go on

It might be cruel out there

I might get torn into pieces

but my dreams are pushing from within

“go out there to turn them real!”

My inner self is determined to move

but a voice from the back of my head

“its not safe out there.. you don’t know the world as it is”

The two voices within…

I closed my eyes to determine

then opened them with all faith

I believe in me and my dream

the rest is up to God.

If I don’t move forward

Sometime I might regret…