“Do you love me because
I am beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?”
My kisses
and hugs embraced beautifully when you are in deep sleep. Hope you will see the
mirror in the morning the red spots there.
The
sparrow of my desire perched on the twig of my innocent expectations. Sings a motiveless symphony of LOVE you may
listen or may not. It is like the forest
flower blooms in silence and withers.
Breathing
in, I know that anger is here.
Breathing
out, I know that the anger is in me.
Breathing
in, I know that anger is unpleasant.
Breathing
out, I know this feeling will pass.
Breathing
in, I am calm.
Breathing
out, I am strong enough to take care of this anger.
Paradoxically, the
ability to be alone is the condition for the ability to love.
To love and to keep
alive the love are two very important thesis of life. We can love but to keep the love alive up till
the last breathe is a real task.
The rapids in life
threw me out into the sea, the pearls I cared not for, but, hands that reached
me. Little wonder I have beautiful memories.
When your soul and mine
are one under the colorful skies of love. When the songs of our silent hearts sings the
tunes of one sacred heart beat. When I
see the whole world shines in your eyes when I whisper your name.
Yar
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