I am greater than Muslims

Otherwise I would have painted the image of your loveWith the things none have ever touched or seenIf I would have known the heavenly raysI would not define your love less than thoseNow I weave the lei with the feeling of the windPaint the image with the wishes by the blood of dreamsEnjoy some sweet…

But my mind was clear and white like a pageI did not know well the worldAnd lifeBut knew the leaves are greenIn between the petals of my sweet nameI hold values of chastity and virginity of innocenceAnd utter words with much cautionsAnd talk only truthBut when I grow older and become a manOutwardly I am…

Handle it carefullyIf it breaksNone will look at you.

Both are built on the golden ratio of FibonacciSuck them with careIf you are in search of honey

You need not to bother them at allIt is true that I am angry and vexedAnd that is not with any one of youBut i am enraged and infuriated with myselfTo lead a life and just to sustainI need to go down and to such a lowFrom taking bribery to telling liesDoing conspiracy and spreading…

BurningInTheCoalToMakeLifeWarmGivingOxygenTakingInsideCarbon die oxideDyingToExtinguishToAshToFinish.