Gone are the days of shared laughters. Real love already emerged and windup soon! ………. Rubbing the eyes with dried night’s tears. Forcing the self to rise from deluge of dreams. Unfixed hair and slacken self. Are the usual days of a fuddled, muzzy ways. Same mornings, old beds and boring milieu. Same feelings and
Anyone is into something that could revive, refuel and ignite the heart for love. Yet when despairing, you hold on to any dying thing. At gloomy night, an ember is life. What is this thing that lit a bit and soon diminish? It lightens for a while and burns to residue. Why you inflamed me
To question the essence of love is to question life. Everyone can’t escape the reality that love is the sole thing that liven and shattered the days. Need probing ? What is life if the sun doesn’t show up? when the dark clouds cover the promise of sunrise. What is dream if the moonlight
Once a prevailing ordinary days… The same people, same places and same self. A routine that could bore a dashing, sassy lass. A dullsville life enkindle the wolf to engage. Saw it coming, never been bothered, fascinated even more. Enchanted and enthralled by its flowery language. It enslaved the reasons and empathy within. A once
The dawn welcomes a life, filled with agitation. The Giver never fails to sustain until fully fledged. ….She grows, plays, enjoys, blooms! Knows only one thing: … She’s loved in which she alone can tell. An innocent lass, enjoying freely a joyous notion will last. When young, everything is desirous. A mind hard to twist,
There is a place in someone’s heart that is solely be called his very own. A unique space that is undivided, unshared and a reserved core intended for only One. This connect to his longings for a solitude. The more he yearn for it when the heart was beaten. To escape life’s foes he hanker
Christmas is shortly be celebrated. Its spirit covers everyone along the busy streets. Are they really happy? Is there one in a million out there with forged joy? Who desires to be home? Hiraeth…. an odd word that conveys someone who misses home that never really was. Far away… Another Christmas day, but conflicting setting.
The grandeur of this world is in the hearts of the humanity who believes in the greatness of love. The mortals who exhibit warmth and fondness. A passion for desire, intimacy and devotion. A yearning and longing for a lasting love. The emergence of love….. Stranger Inside Wallop suddenly, sign of falling Never even knock,
Assuming a glimmering light in the darken crypt, a creeping human emerge. Presuming accompanied by a valor, venture without queries. Plunge! Gamble! Proffer! Dare! What unassuming innocent lass. The night seems frightful. The sounds are terrible. Still succumb to this unsavory setting and Sickening site. All are nothing but fascinating when she’s with
What to do when you do not know where you’re going? A question that challenge anyone about the future. There’s no perfect clue for the unknown in your life. Yet there’s something you can do to embrace the unknown happily. Make a bridge of your present life to the unknown. What is life ahead? Will
