It is a midget like expression in comparison to what I feel for you, and, what you feel for me! Mere ‘I love you’ is not enough. I wish language had such a thing as expression in it, then I would have told you what you mean to me... You are not a flower, whose
As puss comes out of a wound My anxieties came out of me Such was the effect of your embrace O child of resonance ! As tears come out of dry eyes As breath flows In an attack of asthma As a blister bursts on the skin Of a child An ah came out of
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On the other side of the shore Eyes await for the lonely child Who Got lost among walls Of mine and thine Innocence is compromised Sickness is invited And tenderness wipes it’s nose with sleeve When borders are built On land Or on paper ...Sahar Raman Deep
a story i want to write no title it has no beginning and no end it is like the circumference of a star all fire! the story that i want to write is not a story at all it is the flow of a dry river just nonexistent from nothingness to being is a great
I am not The answer to Your prayers. I am a sand dune On the shores of a sea My existence is A bubble of water You are the water You are the air You shall Swipe me away In an instant A million times At the feet of times I beg you O Light
Some people are more important than stardom or money; so are you. You are not only a person, but my relationship with myself. You are a song that my soul sings. You are the light in which my being seeks to understand Love. You are a you who has made love myself. A thought: what
Good were the days When grandma cooked And all the children Sat around her-....
Not in rain Is there a purpose Of wind to Water the garden The little droplets Of Nature's beautiful sprinkler Mean to grow Everything liveful. But, Only stones can stand The blow of the blow And sometimes even Mountains fly in cyclone. Everything pleasant Even if the loving human Or God's religion Or even the
In rawness of emotions In rawness of thought In rawness of heart When no seed is bown I think of humanity How it has grown!... Read More
"Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow know what you truly want to become." ..... Steve Jobs
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Write me down On a piece of paper And place it securely In your heart So that... Read More
There is no pilgrimage holier than of self to Self. (Read more...)
This wholeness and emptiness, alternating time and again, this feeling of having it all and the nothingness, this tendency.... Read more.
Not in the mind Not in the brain In the serenity of soul I long for you... read more.
Life can live Only and only with you O prince of winds O beauty of heaven O Love eternal! You are the soul The heart beats with You are the essence Blood flows with You are the light Eternity lives by That moment of passion Is long passed away That thing of earth Never
Is abortion a woman's right over her body or a criminal act? What do you feel?
When Self is lost, everything is lost.
'Be aware'- this seems to be the primary message that Sue Ziang gives through her book 'Young Mind Young Mind'. A well detailed, elaborative work, filled with examples from writer's own life, along with a simple, freely flowing style, matched with commonsense ideas and logic based on scientific research, this book is a great read.
Spiritual union of Love is an experience of a lifetime!
Love, when pure and soulful, is fearless.
In bipolar, mood swings are so drastic that you yourself forget who you really are!
Bipolar Disorder, or Maniac Depression is a condition where a patient's state of mind goes from one pole of mania to the other of depression. I have it too!
Nectar of Love is, Love itself!