Way yonder city lights, far buried in the jungle of the wild thoughts I wear silk in this heavenly dress we discuss, me and my emotions Lonely, alone or whatever the term is, I have traversed that milestone Shades of life are never dull, we fancy...

Love is not about fantasies, or is it? It is not indulging in one subject. Thus the more we talk about it, the more we find our strengths and discover what is underneath our desires. Is it all about romance? Or passion? Or glory?. Is...

If you bring along the emotions that matter to the comely designs All that glares in my heart had always been more profound than inventions Entitlements for the sake of love do not offer bewitcheries any more Love for love is all the remedy the...

Live in the present Many of us believe life is just a thing to do on this planet. The ideology and theory of how this universe was created, and what is our role in it, is still a subject of interest. Love, hatred, goals, or duties...

No, I can't drive you out of my heart, Believe you me I tried You are mine in my world, oh no! You are my whole world While dead and dry leaves fall off from branches of the trees Love's a kite dancing in...

I made her win Drifting memories dragged in for some wounded emotions Mysteries lying beyond walls of hurt & some tears for the pain Was it not inevitable what my soul always refused to accept She was never mine from the start; it was contained in...

Calling out my name Curtains of rain raised against those dreams turn dismal The rhythm of raindrops tonight is going to roll away the pain Diving into the depth of passion be loud and yell out my name The fire inside me ain't holding...

Heartless Liar The renditions below the stars wiery in their details Emotions truly hold shine and glitter of this moment Tales in these traditions carry more weight than the body itself Tears of the lonely soul have spread across a thousand oceans Lies spilled out...

A loving heart A sprinkle of concern of the worthy desires of a loving heart Sounds of curiosity smash the horns of the time exact but least Fragments of memories burning in the hopes of passion The shape of recognitions in doubts to put dreams as...