Beautiful Sorrow

Fill me with sorrow

Make me thus pure

Give me that chance

To make me more sure

I know to face it

I have that power,

I like to sleep;

In the sounds of a war.

Pleasant are those bullet guns

Pleasant is the fire;

Pleasant are those harsh days,

Which make u admire.

Give a canon blast

I will take it as a flower

I can place numbers before zero...

I've got that rare power.

I don't break by horror storms

Neither do I die

I don't fear broken bridges..

Nor find a place to lie

I have the power

To walk by day

And all the night long

I just pray to you oh! God

Just make me that strong...........

                         30th December 2010