Drenched in her viscous soul
Within her earthen body
Bathing the darkness,with her light
Losing life..
Slowly... steadily..
As the smoke vortex escapes into the atmosphere
Becoming invisible..
Leaving no trace of her existence..
While the writer basks in her glow.
In her selflessness..
In her love for him..
Little did he know..
How could he know?
She simply stood there..
Pouring light...with all her strength
But spoke nothing..
How could she?
Scared as she was..of the consequesnces
Staring at him..
Devouring all of him
Burning..
For him.
Hoping hopelessly..
if only..he noticed..
But she gave up..
Leaving him..
In the embrace of darkness..
In the emptiness..

I wonder what makes pets so special…

Is it the love or some other essence?

Is it their honest love?

Or just their sincere presence?



Why is it that when your furry kid

Ruins your fav. Shoes once in a while..

No matter how mad you wanna get..

You just cant help but look and smile…



When things go all wrong and ugly

When youre stuck home on a stormy day..

You look at your pet again and again…

Smile & Cuddle your loneliness away…



And that beautiful moment wen u get tempted..

To plant a kiss on your sleeping pet

You wanna give em all the love..

All the love in the world you can get..



And that day….when they are out love..

They thank you to say a last goodbye…

I bet that’s the only moment…

When your pet will make you cry…

An old florist, dressed in black
Hands a white rose to a guy.
While the beggar pets a stray..
A bicycle falls by.

It’s the westerly winds again...
Rain peeking through the sunless sky…
Though everything is getting moist around..
It’s my heart that’s running dry..

There’ goes the artist’s beret
And the lil girl’s pink umbrella..
A child pays a sixpence..
To the friendly pretzel fella..

The street lamp winks
While it listens to the accordion..
Lovers falling in love again…
While I wait for my old companion

The sea isn’t getting any wetter with the rain…
Though my hands are  getting wrinkled and white…
Then the same old man in his mackintosh..
Comes into my old ,weary sight..

We just saw, gave a reserved smile..
Then I cursed the different ways I chose…
Yet he melted all my regrets…
And held out that white rose…

"You are a bird,You know no bounds

you know yourself..your boundless self"

Fly high..fly far



"For you know your life is short..its now,right now..

that you live in..

you know no past to hold you back"

Fly now,Fly far....



"Go...as far as you can..

where no moment repeats itself

where adventure infects your soul

Fills you heart with living dreams"

Fly far...fly strong



"Know your strength..your limitless strength

And nourish the weak feathers back to health....

For your destiny awaits you...."

So fly now..fly high.... fly far