On your chest I lay

On your chest I lay, for it is my lullaby to my sweet dreams.
Softly you hold me like a mother with her infant, to give me the cravings of life.
I cry in the rain, but you are the only one who notices my tears.

I frown in the dark but you notice the smile in the bright sunlight.
Inside its dark like the grave but you see the star brighter than the sun.
The sweet melodies from your mouth make the angels to come down.
You are a rear jewel molded to see more than the cover.

First Impression

It is a sad affair how in life most of the things we are judged by first appearance. Though some people believe that the first appearance never betrays, but I believe, it is not in all circumstances. You can meet someone when they are undergoing some pressures, therefore, in most cases they are not themselves.


For instance during interviews some people pass interviews because they have mastered the technique of answering questions but; not because they are qualified for the position whereas the person who is qualified ends up being nervous and messing up the interview. It has never been good neither will it ever be applicable to judge a book by its cover. Let’s learn to give people the chance and time to learn them and experience their best skills. In one way or the other we all need each other.