Loving and caring,
living in love,
sharing with others
just a little
piece of you
in love.
That's all
there is in
this life.
Giving out
a love so pure
with joyful tenderness.
Everything you
give is yours,
it comes back
again in the
roundabout.
I want to
take off the
stars in the
sky for you,
for the gift
of your heart
means a lot to me.
Nothing ever
is more important
than your
relationship with
the people you
claim to love.
Everything in
life relates to
one another in
a beautiful way.
Even the ugly
side of your
relationship proofs
out our lives
and inability to
relate to each other.
Be a part
in raising the
vibration of love
in the world.
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She just gave
me an astonishing
gift from the heart.
A gift of love,
so true.
A treasure worthy
to be embraced
with my soul.
A love to
be desired always.
I melted like
the ice cream
in a warm cup
in a hot sun.
What a fantastic
way to share
this beautiful moment.
It is really divine.
A gift of
self so heavenly
that I could
see the glory
of that love
in her eyes.
There is no
struggle but
a total yielding
of self to
her love.
I lay me
down in her
***** with her
arms wrapped
around me
in such a
comforting and
reassuring soothing way,
stroking my bald
head gently.
Her voice so soft
as she tells
stories of love.
I drifted a little bit
dreaming of
another place,
a realm beyond
this place.
Peaceful and Serene,
lovely and unspeakable,
and yes magical,
full of little kisses,
a little laughter,
and a little
soft whispers of love.
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The ways of
the warriors and
the sign of the
warrior are complex.
An odd fellow.
chosen among many
to join the elite forces.
Sworn to the
oath of secrecy.
Lives by honour
and guided by
the secret code.
Expendable.
No retreat,
no surrender.
By fire by fire.
A do or die.
The One who
must die trying.
Hard nut to crack  
The Rock  
Never give up.
Resilient and unflinching.
Dare to do
as well as
a warrior of
the Knight Templers.
Terrible and terrifying
when provoked.
Tactical and strong hearted.
Your worst nightmare.
Gentle as a
dove.
Respected.
Loyal and trusted.
A protector of the weak
as well as the mighty.
A reliable and
true brother indeed.
Never leaves anyone behind.
The noble one.
Understanding and wise.
A loner but friendly.
A listener and
patient with children.
A terror to the
insurgents and
the hoodlums.
Dreaded but loving.
A great father and
provider for the family.
The fearless one.
The right hand of the king.
The man of war.
The punisher
with no mercy for
the evil ones.
The striker who
make the elephants flee.
He is favoured
by the gods.
He is born to conquer
for he comes from the
lineage of the warriors.
Don't mess with him
for he is a warrior.
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The other side
of the soul
there is a
secret sacrifice
under the storm.
Justice by all
means for he is
murdered in
cold blood.
You have a
second chance to
change the situation.
Scorched by crossing
paths with the
other two are
in sync with
the rosy clouds.
Our ancestors have
all lived and die.
We must live
our own lives.
Clean the house
and find our
missing justice
by any means.
Someone you thought
you knew has
betrayed you.
But destiny called
and a part
of me died.
There's no place
like home to
embrace the untamed.
His inner growth
is necessary to
survive the storm.
Nothing ever is
worst than being
an outcast in
your very own
house.
The siege is
still going on,
both in your
mind and outside
the corridor.
To survive is
to win the war.
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A lesson on
looking and reading
the face as a book.
Be the one
you love
because all your
secrets and struggles,
everything about you
are not hidden
but written all
over your face.
Let's face the
book and find
out what is
going on with you.
I see the
world in
your face.
You feel the
world in
your heart.
You know the
warmth of love
in your soul.
You carry within
yourself the weight
and the burden,
the pain of
the whole universe
in your life.
The imprint of
the spirit is
linked to the
extraterrestrial.
Your face is
the mirror of
which every mood,
every thought and
all that you feel,
and every phase
of your very
life and experiences
are regularly registered.
Your likes and
your dislikes,
your sorrow and joy
are revealed.
Your contentment
and your distress
are shown to
the world.
Nothing ever that
is hidden within
or without in
your persona are
all shared by
your face and
encoded in your
physiognomical changes.
Your face is
indeed a true
facebook worth reading.
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This monstrous being,
an entity from
another realm
stealthily and silently
moved slowly
with calmness
in the darkness.
Maybe it's unaware
of my presence
or maybe it's just
ignoring me
as I'm not a
treat to it.
I heard the
cricket chirping
and the night
frog crocking at
a distance in
the darkness.
Their song unwittingly
helped make the
night feel more
mysteriously outstanding.
The night was
dreadfully and
awfully quiet.
There is something
very ominous
about this night.
It sends the
goosebumps
up my spine.
It was drizzling.
The stars of
the night were
sleeping and the
clouds was devoid
of any light
except the sound
of thunderstorm
shattering the sky,
piercing even into
the interior
of the house.
Sleep has gone,
replaced by
restlessness and
curiosity mixed with
fear and apprehension.
Alone here hiding
after the terror
of the dusk.
It's a horrible
experience so terrifying
that I can't
even breath.
I can see
faintly the
silhouette of that
entity moving
away from me,
and I exhaled
with so much
gladness to be
free from this
terrible monster.
People will never
truly understand
something until it
happens to them.
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The words we
uttered are from
the letters of the
alphabets of the
spirit meant to
bring solace and
sanity into the
affairs of man.
To combine one
letter with the
other two or three
alphabet is to
form the words
flowing through the
door of our mind.
Words are powerful
spells that help
alleviate stress of
confusion and bring
order into what
our mouth utters.
I know myself
in my words.
I don't look for
myself in the
middle of the
darkness of the
words that flows
out of my soul,
for the words
turned and
become light when
they come out
of the darkness
of the heart.
It was dusk,
with the rosy clouds
dotting the western
sky after the rain.
The glow of
one warm thoughts
is to me worth
more than money.
No man jokes
with his inner peace.
He opens his
mouth and words
come out.
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