Have you ever felt that feeling. When sitting alone and you feel that sense of belonging. That indescribable feeling that races through your whole body. It makes you feel like you want to preach to everybody.
This is all triggered by your name. As it rings and rings in my mind I smile. Because like the rain you bring a sense of freshness out of me. Like receiving a brand new car, you bring that excitement out of me.
Reminiscing about you makes me feel like I’m in paradise. I will probably hate myself when this fades and reality sinks in. Attempts to squash this thought only makes me realise. This was just an imagination, there never was a paradise.
I hate the fact that I put myself through this again. I conceal behind a sickly smile to hide the pain. Reality has sunk in but I come to realise. Reality wouldn’t hurt this much only if it was as amusing as my Paradise.
So my absentism will prevail over presence; I will talk to you in space between the moments of autumn red when nothing else was moving. In classical pursuit, I straignten the equation and we understand the complexities of life, and
It’s so refreshing to see a stretching lush lush green field, Cool summer breeze blowing leisurely, Flora and fauna blending together merrily, Fields filled with thousands of glittering flowers, Which have been washed by the previous night’s showers. Along with
My beloved I always remember Once my soul Had taken a ride On a marital-bliss river Jubilant nothing or no one Could put us asunder. But after I learnt You have sown mistrust On the fertile ground Of my heart
A mythical apocalypse about life in Hell This is the crux of the matter, That the sinners will carry the cross of the master. Though it’s wonderful in hell, What has happened to Hell? is it a relaxable place? To