Flies like a mighty eagle soaring high Unafraid, focused and determined Airbus320 not even 5 minutes dominates the sky Never imagine something will happen…
(hellO, beloved readers; poets and visitors...thank you so much for visiting....) simply maia.(certified PAULINIAN) _product of Recoletos School & St. Paul's University) not a poet but has love on poetry since early childhood...as part of her life....Loves drawing and painting, loves reading, writing stories and composing poems according to her heart's desire and mood, loves nature, flora and fauna, goes for love songs, Gospels/devotional, loves teaching catechism to little children, community service, cooking, social work, joyriding-racing, likes scrabble, text twist, bookworm, plays volleyball, badminton and chess... Spent her childhood with her pen, with her pastel, and her thoughts...' and cant simply leave her poetry...her hand, mind and heart crave for it...' ..engage in private projects for the less fortunate children in their education, supplemental feeding for malnourished children in her area with the help of her friends and help from some softhearted persons... my motto? 'watch your thoughts for they become words...watch your words for they become actions, watch your actions for they become your habit...develop your habit for it will become your character, develop your character and it will become your destiny....'have a great life with a destiny of your own... ****** maia and her words ******* ...blogit.com ...mylotdigest ...yahooanswers ...thestarlitecafe.com ...poem-n-verse http: //www.poetry.net/topsites/rankem.cgi? id=Snow Padua)
Maia Padua şiirleri
Let us feel love, in the sight of our foes. Let our hearts melt, of the sight of hungry ones. Let us sing the music of forgiveness, the melody of love.…
A chance God have given us A life to cherish, a life to nourish A chance to live to its fullest.…
After drizzle falls Somewhere in the greenish fields Violets blossom…
After the soft rains Beautiful art painted above Rainbow in the sky…
A lonely whisper Echoing in the dark night Nature's heartfelt cry…
After early dawn It touches gently, warmly A gentle sunshine…
Wish we have; Hands of a child that touches with care Not with terror; That will not make others’ eyes cry with anguish…
I am not mad at you by anger will never be mad ever honesty has never been hatred as gleams of heart revers by its ways.…
I was ogling down at my keyboard with nothing else to type my mind, squeezed up somewhere far off, yes…
An angel once With eyes that gaze with love Lips that speaks of goodness Whose words and acts are blessed…
Fathom me not with what I say Or what I do But on words that you can read As my eyes stare at you…
It was dark and gloomy night When everyone feels blue and weary A flashing light falls like meteor on earth I wonder if a shooting star falls freely.…
My eyes nailed on the words written On a leaf of paper floating in the air; Misty eyes devoured the painted sunset…
Anybody can be a poet; 'Let do hands write what hearts exclaim, Neither for money nor for fame;…
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