My eyes in tearsHeart never sighsMy mind never fearsI conquer the lies
A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
Today is a fantasy for tomorrow has gone and yesterday is here!
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them upto greet with a bucketful of reality
A concrete love is a mass of emotion formed into a compound mixture of affection, care, desire and expectation.
I feel like a real dead one: having neither bloods to bleed nor any flesh or bone to feel the scars; yet I want to hold on to my spirit.
A moment can be left inside the memory of time.
My mind mends my motives and my notion navigates my natives, for we all are made of soil-our corrupted soil.