Fly High

Little boy, little boy,why do you cry?
Spare your tears and tell me why.
Little boy, little boy this is not fair.
The pain isn't all yours, please let me share.

From up above the great blue sky,
Pretty angels summon you to fly.
Fly, fly O boy, go fly high,
And show your true colors like a butterfly.

The demons all around are breathing fire,
Jealous green eyes hooked to conspire.
Let them stare, let them try,
with wings on your feet,off you fly.

Just close your eyes and listen to your soul,
Read the heartbeats and you're on a roll.
The child inside you is all set to run,
Go, take over on the world and have your fun.

For the boy with the sunny smile

A funny boy with a sunny smile,
met a little girl in a pretty isle.
The girl was sad,with tears in her eyes,
the boy said "no worries!
I'll help you rise".
And he played pranks,
And naughty games,
The girl start gigling,
Forgetting her pains.
The grasses were green,
and the sky was blue
flowers were dancing,
and their friendship was true.
The girl was happy,
she has found her best friend,
she won't cry anymore,
on this friend she'd depend.
Days passed by,
their friendship grew,
it was smiles all the way,
with fightings few.
Then oneday as they were playing,
the girl noticed that the boy was'nt smiling.
she tried playing pranks,
she tried asking why,
but the boy wud'nt say,
He just wont reply.
He kept playing,
trying hard to smile,
pretending to be happy,
but his efforts were futile.
What would the girl do?
she seemed so lost...
she wanted her friend to smile,
Anyhow, at any cost.

When will the boy smile again?
When will he again play pranks?
Looking for a lost smile,
the little girl wonders.