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
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 is life when in Abyss? What to do when in there? Any way out? …….. I try to open my eyes, though grasping for an early thoughts. Need to wake up, while reckoning for that night mare. This body still enjoys, being soothes by the comfy bed. Now mesmerize, ’till succumb again to the enchantment of sleep. Alone