I Like The smell of Rain, And the touch Of cold breeze. The sight of A cloudy sky And a loyal Soul Splendidly Ruined Like me.Read More I Like.
Most of them often wonder the sadness of emptiness, the sadness of loneliness and the sadness of being lost. The sadness that spreads all over, the sadness that keeps flowing like blood and penetrates into the veins. The sadness that covers everything out even in the illuminating days and the sadness that howls under the […]Read More The sadness they don’t know, the sadness they can’t see.
And we have the power to save ourselves from the bad in this brutal world, and its only us who hurt ourselves badly.Read More Indeed we hurt ourselves badly.
Indeed we all differ in our faces & souls, nature & thoughts, customs & desires and intensity of love & anger we hold in us.Read More We all differ.
And don’t be too harsh to your heart, I know it’s the deceiver. It took you to wrong while making you feel right. It put you into the terrible situations where you might have sacrificed your dignity, worth and most importantly yourself. But it was all for you and meant to happen, otherwise you wouldn’t […]Read More Love Yourself!
Part of me wants this breeze to run through deep down my soul and a part of me wants to hide behind the walls. Part of me rolling under the lust of wandering and for a part of me running back to home is all it wants. A part of me wants to dive to […]Read More A Part of me.
And a night is no more beautiful than dwelled with a mad river surrounded by creaking, swaying trees, extorting, plundering insanity and a rainy lullaby.Read More Beauty of Night.