Our most clear and beautiful image
Is situated in our heart and imaginations..
So I say-
Be that, you are in your imaginations
You will be unique

Saturday donkey herd
lost saloon
empty piano lobster

I know it's all our mistake but every punishment has a limit
but this your punishment has crossed all the limits
Every punishment has a purpose and we understood that, is we should not harm the nature
But please now stop it........
                                    Ms Anjaan

sprite jest balloon
empty liqueur
scar zip thanksgiving

The soft sound of your beating heart
can soften even the biggest storms inside me.
The gentle sound of your voice
lulls me into a sense of hope and wonder
that maybe this world isn't always so bad.

The warm embrace of a friends arms
bringing back to a sense of reality
where I am not lost to the monsters inside my head,
but am someone much stronger,
able to defend the broken parts.

The serenity of peaceful silence,
where you are just there and nothing more
compliments my sullen tears,
building up a strength I never knew I had
Until I will no-longer fall prey to the demons of the past.

his eyes
the colour of
amber honey
looking into mine
the colour of
green emeralds

his lips
tasting of sweet
mango nectar
dripping
into my soul

our hearts
colliding
as the sweet breeze
of summer air
dances on
our bare skin