The Virgin Union…! Speechless buds.. Of my mute passions.. Are blooming slowly.. Into whispering flowers.. Of my new-born words.. Drunk with the ecstasy.. Of their own infant pain! As my nascent words.. Melt in entreating arms.. Of the colorful fantasies.. In an overflowing sweetness Of a
Nature’s Poem Blooming Petals.. Of your whispering youth.. Dare the poet inside me.. To capture the.. Lyrical essence.. Of their silent beauty.. In my faltering words! Tell me, how can I.. Script the image of The ethereal elegance.. Of your young smile.. Choreographed by.. The drunken
Wherever You May Go My songs, Like fond arms Of cherished memories Hum around your Wandering sweetness Trotting around the world My tunes turn into An eternally dancing flame In the temple of your heart! Your thoughts, Like waves on the sea-shore Don my foaming
A Dance Duet My words drizzle Like tears of A Monsoon sky, With a vagabond cadence! Chirping to the rhythm of Your dreams Hopping carelessly From one branch to another Of my musing thoughts! Can you follow, The steps of Our dance duet, As the
On July 1st, a hurricane of inspiration hit me, and I set out to write 50,000 words of my breathtaking, mind-blowing “My Twin Flame – The secrets behind the hidden Gates” story. Some said I was unhinged, and indeed, such an audacious endeavor is full of perils
After The End I did it! It is August now. I survived the Camp. Did you ever go to a camp? Believe me this was different! It is different because you are the only one who controls you. You are the only one who has to set
