I like to dance In the spotlight of moonlight With the sky decorated with snow. The fireflies create the melody And the wind starts to blow. My shadow holds me by the waist As I try to go with the flow. It pulls me closer I smile shyly, oh!

The sky so beautiful That sparkling blue It is truly divine A painting by who knows who?   The proud sky Wore her exquisite necklace Never had there been such joy On her adorable face!

A blooming bud Tight and closed Your touch is so soft But it is ignored.

In the midst of grief The heart refuses to live There seems to be nothing beyond Except absolute imprisonment.

Are you afraid to just Meet the wind face to face? Well, think and worry about your schemes on a stormy day!

It must be hard To be silent and quiet Resisting the many chances To forcefully strike.

Life goes on with its joys and sorrows Showering us with gifts, part by part They all glorify honor yet taunt For this is the melody of the heart.

I do not write for the world But the world whispers to me A faint little murmur For it to be told and be free.

Your eyes are piercing Like the winds of a storm Yet one glance at them Sends me to the realm of calm.   Your eyes are enchanting They exude silver-gray rays Yet I know they are human For they, too, express joy and pain.

In the dim moonlight Below the heaven’s eyes She danced and danced On the streets that lay by Trying to change her sad destiny Into the fairy clouds of beauty.