Once I'm thinking about
Safest place of the world
As we generally presume
It's mother's womb
But,thinking over it
For a while
I realised
It's not too safe
Now-a-days
So,where is the place?
Again,I dive into deep thoughts
And,ultimately I eureka
It's mother's lap
The most pleasent place
  "    real life heaven
May be alive or after life
But,it's the place
Even,heaven can't replace-Written on 04.10.2012

If you feel you have no reason to forgive someone,
Consider this one - forgive because you deserve peace of mind.
Holding a grudge is like making your worst enemy the center of your life,
Don't give such authority to anyone,
A grudge only hurts you,so what's the point of holding it?
Its like holding a really sharp edged knife hoping it'll slice your enemys fingers when in the actual sense its slicing your own.
We all wish grudges could hurt the ones we hold them against but sadly they only hurt us.

A little boy
Maybe a bit too old
Kissing a girl with a heart of gold
He tells her "nobody can know"
then he sees how far he can go

He tells her yes
When she says no

A little boy
Maybe a bit too old

Turning a girl's heart
Into stone.

the October wind whistles through me, reminding me of the many holes that have formed. I'm a chandelier of hair and bones.

Secluded within my quilted cocoon
A mess of white bed sheets - embrace me tight!
Forlorn, humming gloomily to the tune
Of silence in the solitude of night

Oh, how I love to sleep, to dream of light
And monarch wings and fruitful dahlia blooms
Sweet nectar of utopia’s delight
Where melodies of silken harps do croon

But flightless I must nest within this tomb
My heavy heart a hindrance to free flight
Curled up within this embryotic womb
For release, to God my prayers I do recite