A Forlorn Desire

I feel like screaming,

All this pain is so agonizing.

There is zilch that I can do,

About the wounds scaring my soul.

My heart is impaled with a thousand knifes,

There is no stopping the downpour of my eyes.

I cannot have what I want,

And all I can do is crave it.

This longing in my heart,

Has become a forlorn desire.

My soul weeps knowing it can't happen.

For it there is neither a cure, nor a consolation.

Yet, there lies a spark in my heart.

Whose light is enough to illuminate my whole world.

It's warmth makes all the doubt fade away.

Hope and faith overcome the feelings of being awry.

Things may be impossible and beyond my expectations.

But my gracious Creator is completely above these limitations.

My Lord has the power to do all things.

He has given me countless blessings.

He can fulfill my forlorn desire too.

Be patient and pray is all I can do.

Now I have no worries, none whatsoever.

Nothing saddens me, not even my forlorn desire.

Life and Lemonade

They say when life throws lemons at you,

You ought to make lemonade.

Who makes this stuff up anyway?

When lemons are being pelted onto your head

In no world can you think about making lemonade

Besides, making lemonade is not that easy

You need to check if the lemons are juicy

Grab sugar and water and a glass to hold them

And salt to make it extra tasty

All this is just a different story

Far away from the truth of reality

Of facing all those nasty hardships

Don’t let the rules of this world hold you down

Rise and aim for the heaven; not frown

Destroy all these silly shackles

Don’t spare any obstacles

Release yourself and be free to follow your heart

Because that is where you will find the truth

Believe in it and all shall be well

Free from worries, your life will be swell

Live it to the fullest and leave no regret

The destination may be the same for everyone

But the path; you have to find your own.

Making lemonade is not the only way

Use your heart and mind; do what they say