The termination, the conclusion, the tail end of the year. Strong resolution, dermier decision, to walk on without any fear. December, make it a moment to remember, the month of joy, the month to rejoice. Whether to have fun or shed tears for the loss, That’s wholly our own choice. Gladness of Christmas, […]
Lost somewhere, into the deep blue sea, cannot be touched, cannot be felt. Lost somewhere into the colours of the leaves, Can never be heard, can never be seen. Lost in the woods, on the high hills so far, like a bee, out of jar, unfettered, unhindered. Away from the clutches of the lifely
To proceed without destination, just to chill, no preparation. To resonate, every nook and cranny. For youth, for all, not liked much, by all granny. It’s a long drive to relax. To ponder the moments, with unrendered tax. To gaze at the stars, that shines so bright. To stare at the buildings or the night
Love to raise the loyalty to oneself, tryst with your heart, to cognize who you are. Love to confide thyself. worthy you are, success isn’t that far. With self love begins the beauty of life, with music mode on, an urge to drive. Can’t be proficient in all’s eye, for some, may be unskilled,
You are a dream, to all damsels. You are a radiant lit lantern. You are the purest of all souls. You are next to perfect, deemed to be whole. You are one of the very few. Did I ever tell you? You are a wonder man, in every maiden’s eye. You are worthy of
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To embrace motherhood, is a dream to every woman. Even if not in mood, Fortunate if chosen. The anguish, the pain, all magically vanished. When a child is born, The moment is cherished. The tiny hands, Held the fingers tight. The flush of colours, red, pink, yellow lite. Wrapped in a
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Leaped into the front right seat, fastening the seat belt, in the car, like a Duke, enthusiastic I felt. To meet my buddies of childhood times, almost a decade, to commit a series of offensive crime. My fortune, I left, at my domicile, the day. Each crossing, every signal, warned me to stay.
The very moment I sit down to write, my mind goes blank. Yes true, let me be frank. Always flooded with thoughts indefinite, but, that peaceful moment in obtained in a minute. When my notions converge on a single topic, over and over, I ruminate on it, with better logic The very moment I
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I talk about “Women”, never her hands are toom. For any task, she is chosen, Even stepped into the moon “Women” are phenomenal , enslaved of their own dwelling. Cooking, mending, tiding the house, regardless, a sunny day or hailing. Tedious is a “woman’s” life, owns a list with breathless pace. Repairing the
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A tactile human touch, a pat at the back, says a lot more than appreciation. A touch of compassion, a grasp, hand upon hand, exposes concern for the one. A touch of hug, surges love in the blood, mends vague nerves to stimulation. A touch of pamper, a smooth run of hands,over head. In lines
