The lion of the jungle was in his den  And he heard sobs of a sad hen .  He lost temper and went outward  To punish the foolish whining bird .  When he found the crying hen  He warned her to enter her  pen .  Otherwise,  he will tear her apart  The noise by the lion is liked not .  The hen said, '' my tears are not fake . All my chicks were eaten by a snake .  The strong do injustice to the weak . I have no right to sob or speak .  For my chicks , I ache so deep  But I am not allowed to weep .''  Hearing this , the lion breathed long . Told her she has got things wrong .   There is in fact  no justice, no rule;  All rules have been made for a fool .  Strength and power you must chase . For the weak, there is no safe place .  Wolf kills sheep  and lion  kills deer : Who kills whom God does not care .  Get strong , think smart and learn to fight  The only law is '' Might...

Be my guest for a night . Don't say No,  dear , be polite. Ten thousand nights you have got ! Just one night can you give not ? I love you as much as I can Like a burning desert loves rain ; Like a sage loves solitude ; Like a hungry kid loves food ; Like homeless birds love daylight ; Like a blind person loves eyesight ; Like blossoms love morning air ; Like God loves a sinner's tear ; Like poets love the season of spring ; Like  girls love the day of wedding. Love me back before it is late ; Before you put on heavy weight; Your rosy lips will shrink small ; Your pearly teeth will also fall ; Your physical ornaments will disappear And their jingle I shall not  hear . Add one of my nights some delight. Be my guest for a night . Come before our souls go to sky And under the soil forever we lie. [ Sahil Sharifdin Ëñglísh ]