Life and Death

As fire and water,
As light and darkness,
There was another pair
With love very intense.

Life and death they are;
Life was graceful,
Death was somber,
But they were a passionate couple.

Life was so dedicated to death,
It measured each person
By their action on the earth,
And determined the reward of everyone.

Death to life was so genuine,
It judged without prejudice,
And rewarded everyone
Fairly without any bias.

The Most Beautiful Flower

Once there was a competition between flowers,
They wanted to find who was the most beautiful among them.
First came the Rose and proclaimed itself fair,
For its colors are lustrous and sublime.
Then arrived Jasmine, immaculate and clear,
And told of its divine fragrance and perfume.
Then entered Sunflower with its brilliant yellow color,
And told that it worships the sun by the way it blooms.
Then arrived Shoe flower with its vibrance and shimmer,
And said its medicinal properties with pride and vim.
Finally came the beauty, the Water Lily with pudency and honor,
But did not utter a word like the other different blossoms.
For everyone knows of its worth and splendor,
It is edible, ornamental, medicinal and it purifies the ecosystem.
So it was given the diadem for its grace and luster,
And was crowned as the most beautiful flower among all of them. 

Cinderella's Shoes

I told my creator, the cobbler,
To make me more beautiful
Than all the shoes he ever made.
I wanted to be as shiny as star
That I never wanted to be dull,
And my gleam should never fade.
I wanted to be precious and rare
That everyone must ogle,
As I must resemble a Jade.
I wanted to be lucid and clear,
As though made of crystal,
That everyone covets my pulchritude.
The one who wears me must be fair,
Humble, modest and respectful,
And the most elegant maid.

- And thus, I was worn by Cinderella.