Roads and paths are made for us to walk on,
But to choose the right one is our decision.
Like a bee has to decide on which flower to loiter on,
But rather a bloom than a dying flower position.
Life is full of mistakes and forgiveness,
Friends should be such who’ll always stay with you,
In the times of light or bad times of darkness,
Even like a flower being fresh yellow or dying blue.
To make a wish on a shooting star may sound stupid,
Even foolishness is there in our life.
We are such beautiful and gifted creatures, at the same time courageous and timid.
Wishes out of shooting stars give some hope at times of swords and knives.
Without love, we are all like dying flowers,
Silent, hopeless; with no wish and light.
But love and friendship is like unexpected water,
Which quenches the thirst of being alive and brings everything from Rong To Right..