If
You're desirous of reading a man

Open his page
When he is silent

Our strength
Increases not by receiving love

            But by giving it

Thousands have died
Thousands are dying

There is dearth of love

Love is water
Water is love

I smiled
To meet a depressed man

His mood changed
The whole family changed

If you're brave

Show it by loving people

No taste

In treating you badly

Because my anger keeps me disturbed

This way I like people
This way they like me

We're on the right axis
The wind follows us

The easiest way to get rid of hate

Wash it
Boil it
Peel it
Crush it
Mesh it

Now your choice taste it or throw it

I don't promise I will meet you tomorrow
For I cannot promise to myself I will meet to myself

Imagination

       Is the colour-aroma of rose-literature

The idea

That at least I could change myself

Is actually not an idea

It's a great enterprise

Business of selling happiness free
Is so magnetic it might bring clouds in summer

Try it

He caught a bird
Close him in a dark dungeon

I went there

His legs were chained
His hands were chained

Hair were the mould of dust
The beard was the oldest jaundice

For months he hadn't bathed

To see me
Tears rolled down his hollowed cheeks
To the floor

Something he murmured
Something his sighs galloped

As I turned my back
I heard the longest cry

Let me go
Let me go