I'm usually not afraid of many things,
but there is one thing I am utterly afraid of.

One might think I'm afraid of the dark,
or maybe I'm afraid of heights.
Some would guess I'm afraid of spiders.
All of these guesses, while possible, would be wrong.

What I'm most afraid of is death, but not death itself.
I'm afraid of dying, and not being able to let her know.

I'm afraid of how she will find out I'm gone.

Will she read a post on facebook?
Will she see it on the news?
Will a friend just tell her?

Will she even find out at all?

Will she text me a million times,
and get mad at me for not answering back?
Will she think I'm mad at her?

Will she cry for me?

Will she be at my funeral?

Will she miss me?


That's the thought that cripples me at night.

Your smile holds the secrets
Of the beatific day
Eyes envision the brightness
In the heart
Words of gratitude cascade
From your lips
Your touch stirs hope
In the lifeless soul
Your heart has enough room
To hold our secrets
Your aura dispels the darkness
You are the creation
Of my most beautiful imagination
Dream within a dream
I wake up every day, with a smile

I love myself the most!
Who doesn't?
~This question shouldn't even arrive.....

I is my passion.
I do things for my soul satisfaction.
I love for myself.
I sing for myself.
I sketch for myself.
I make love for myself.
I write for myself.
I explore for my own sake.

My every mov, every possible way out goes for myself.
My soul is forever famished,
my all actions are the motives or awakening of my S-O-U-L.

Give everything you have to yourself,
so that you can serve this society with whatever
you have in yourself.

The more you give, the more you will get.
Selfless love will pour you one day so much
that you will feel saturated......

FOR - THE - LOVE - OF - MYSELF.