

my heart really pains to see my class...which is a home to me in this condition...........i just pray for the things to change for the good
Home is where the heart is
And my heart resides in the third floor of Stephen court
Hours of learning, minutes of fun,
Seconds of shivers, light years they covered
Memories so dear, hover everywhere,
How? How? How could this happen to me?
Good begets good, childhood taught me young,
Old obsolete teaching, that’s the song that was sung.
The game that is, even at my house
Played, management, government commoners, participants all in vain.
Ah! My heart pains in sorrow, my cheeks wet in pain,
My hands together in prayer, Lord in surrender I remain.
Time brings distance, distance brings separation,
My being is bereft of time and distance, ignorant of the word separation.
The gross seemed forgotten, ungrateful never imagined,
The subtle lies there soaked in gratitude tears of gratefulness.
My hears weeps as much as yours, I know you don’t deny,
I know, you know, I love you the most, words need not try.
The lord with me my family resides.
I knew he would, take care, he had no choice.
Words never said, I was concerned,
Capable of explanations they are, not prayers of love.
Times testing our mettle will soon find its way out,
Perseverance, passion, commitment will never let my family down.
Prayers are powerful, said Jesus when He came.
Pure heart is pious, Krishna’s words still remain.
Krishna or Jesus said this one gospel fact…..
Faith can bring back death to life; good times will have to return.
I bow down to the commitment, unshakable as the Alps,
Alps may melt down someday, but the sun would never stop to burn.
My heart is yours, will always remain,
You are mine, I will always claim.
Times keep changing, it will still change,
But static in dynamism, our love would remain…………………..
And my heart resides in the third floor of Stephen court
Hours of learning, minutes of fun,
Seconds of shivers, light years they covered
Memories so dear, hover everywhere,
How? How? How could this happen to me?
Good begets good, childhood taught me young,
Old obsolete teaching, that’s the song that was sung.
The game that is, even at my house
Played, management, government commoners, participants all in vain.
Ah! My heart pains in sorrow, my cheeks wet in pain,
My hands together in prayer, Lord in surrender I remain.
Time brings distance, distance brings separation,
My being is bereft of time and distance, ignorant of the word separation.
The gross seemed forgotten, ungrateful never imagined,
The subtle lies there soaked in gratitude tears of gratefulness.
My hears weeps as much as yours, I know you don’t deny,
I know, you know, I love you the most, words need not try.
The lord with me my family resides.
I knew he would, take care, he had no choice.
Words never said, I was concerned,
Capable of explanations they are, not prayers of love.
Times testing our mettle will soon find its way out,
Perseverance, passion, commitment will never let my family down.
Prayers are powerful, said Jesus when He came.
Pure heart is pious, Krishna’s words still remain.
Krishna or Jesus said this one gospel fact…..
Faith can bring back death to life; good times will have to return.
I bow down to the commitment, unshakable as the Alps,
Alps may melt down someday, but the sun would never stop to burn.
My heart is yours, will always remain,
You are mine, I will always claim.
Times keep changing, it will still change,
But static in dynamism, our love would remain…………………..
