Just looking is enough,
I can see your troubled eyes,
I can hear your sorrowful voice,
I can understand your feelings and situations.
I can feel your mind and others can't.
"But! Who are you??" she asked.
I'm your soul, mirror and  beloved friend.
The full moon replied.

At night, stars are trying to being perfect by twinkling.
Moon just keeping his stunning look.
But she who always being herself born with dark circles and having thin spectacles is still writing poetry by using her untidy heart...

Bunch of happiness, looks like coffee nuts dancing around my head.
I thought they are sweet chocolates.
But the fact is they all are coffee nuts filled with sweetness along with some bitter taste.
I took 25 % of them for my head ache,  25 % for my mood swings, and the other 50 % for my happiness.
And now, i'm going to prepare a coffee for myself, with pure milk and i will not allow any other essence to take part in this process. Because i want the most purest form of coffee to heal my burning soul and i will enjoy that bitterness along with happiness. ☕❤