Believing in my intellect passion burns brighter than sunbeams, let the drizzle-fall, I don’t bother I’m yours and swiftly you’re mine and it’s brilliant than sunlight. I never perceived it falling, I’d fallen up and fallen in, I just couldn’t convey the blow again. What a sensation, I didn’t have the fortitude to resist suddenly you taste so decorated, me and you! what an impression on my soul because emotion glows golden than the day-star.


When nobody believes that there is love to fall in, where did you come from? While one of the two words you hark, one is a myth. Who lurked you like this? I couldn’t surmise what hurt you, I didn’t conjecture what was the dilemma with the love towards the sky, towards unheard dreams. We were supposed to fly towards moral fantasies with the love towards the sky along with the stars, with your weight buried inside my heart, My soul is being held captive by you deep inside the ocean of life and love.

Rise of the Easter

The trail of living is never certain. Dreams are like emptying into the ambush of great ambitions; our philosophy is controlled by the idioms of the mind trying to react differently each time. I think abyssal soul exploring is very significant in life, for restoring the mindful thoughts that possess our path to the passive victory road. Spiritual thinking exhibits the state of mind for the individual, to be on the right track we can satisfy it with religion-based faith or by the feats which we adore to do with the full acquiescence of our heart. Our sense is what energizes us, never let it get ruined.


Well, we always exhibit transcendent for somebody at some point in time but is it a trope or certainty which is the divided road where we all get tangled. Bond should be clear like an oyster segmenting the dewdrop at the bottom of the ocean, In consideration, belief plays the most important role that has to be incarnated throughout the time. Best traits in companions should be to concede each other and to be appreciated.