If the world was a better place to be.. Through your brown eyes I would love to see..
Those eyes..so beautiful and big.. That Deep wells of water they could dig.. Those eyes are the reflection of your soul.. Through them, you can peep inside a human, whole.. Love, Fear, Sadness and Pain.. All emotions your eyes contain..
Years and years of life they have seen.. The journey throughout and the places you have been.. The moments, the roads, the fields, the places.. The sky, the animals, the life and the faces.. Everything that you look can be seen through them.. Each moment is different and nothing can be same.. If you meet a person and want to see their world.. Just look in their eyes.. you will know.. What was lost and what was conquered!!
I write as the thoughts flow.. Writing makes me feel stronger.. Emotions that flow out of me thru words.. I feel and I write..Masters Degree in Management (Finance).. An Entrepreneur.. A Creative Artist.. An enthusiast.. Love to travel.. Meet New People.. See Life from their Perspective.. that helps see the meaning of life.. Other than that.. Love to Sing.. Love to read.. Love to use the word Love.. Finding Love.. in things that we never imagined.. Philosophy.. Life.. A YES person.. Transparent.. and What not!! :)
within my chase of drifting in the wind have a good way to begin through night skies drift in all directions there must be time for confessing shadows block the tortured sky a smile from a lonesome child drifting ever
Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away
Whispered names falling simply off lips, Freckles that ripple on skin, Azure eyes that flooded dreams. Eyes may capsize stable thoughts, Blindly wade into unknown waters, Not knowing awaiting dangers. A siren’s melody put in a trance, A map to
All defenses crumbled, all fears banished All reasons negated, all arguments destroyed Looking into your big passionate eyes Not random chance, but providence Crossing our ways time and again Leading me to your big passionate eyes Yield just once to
A pair of hazel eyes look at me. Your ‘bandana’ runs up to forehead, a scarf covers nose, chin and below, the pinky complexion of your cheeks lures me to paint you as a lovely maid. There is no invitation