To make my heart abode, he pulled me out of untrodden road even before the world was made!…..


She activated spirituality in and over her life to brood
And wished to work on plans and purposes of God, holding her solitude….

Rise up and Form an Unshakable attitude that God mirrors through you, where unwavering confidence would gather too!


Prayer needs to be constant, force yourself to wake from what’s stagnant…. As on earth my assignments demand accomplishment, helps me stand independent

I choose to live and dwell in his purpose,
For my breath is his purchase…O his love is reckless and his gifts are countless

Do not sit in shame….quench your earthly flame…for his love fights till you’re found leaves the ninety nine and delivers all your needs just in time…..just in time…

Teach me lurch these sheer visceral swings…fix my future tieing up all past rumbling strings… And never promise me again with tales of folly things

Take me to oceans, today I wanna plunge into those waters and dissolve my expections

Push me into forests for I wanna be reminded that I was deserted before by you and this ain’t new!

I am in cross roads couldn’t comprehend universe, seems like a bestowed curse…going through hypothetical battle, just letting time to travel!

You Glance at me even for a split second, my scars would gaze at me to poke as cactus plants asking not to find any romance neither would I give it a chance

Teach me lurch these sheer visceral swings…fix my future tieing up all past rumbling strings… And never promise me again with tales of folly things

I am an Illustration of GOD!

In the era of Wounded civilization
He fashioned us with an illustration…Triumphs used for defeat was crucified love…. Stop suffering rise up your pain above!!

Stop grappling with emotions seek God for accomplishments…
Life enlightens  through afflictions, wake up from lowered faith go alter your imperfections…


Clinching line is he conquered through it… For you and I near his throne to sit
It isn’t a word game but an ode for love of god….O the sting of death he did trod..

We know very lil of the grand Weaver who has great desire, he is the master my maker!!
If deprived of today or tomorrow take faith seriously in whom you are made wonderfully and fearfully….


In the era of Wounded civilization
He fashioned us with an illustration…Triumphs used for defeat was crucified love…. Stop suffering rise than your pain above!!

Rumbling thunders but wounded voices were more distinctly heard… Pouring wonders for my eyes flutter more than that beautiful bird….

Innocence blinded me to see hidden malice…Building Avenues for hope is the only solace… Well, this hope also doesn’t hold any promise!!


All that’s Lurking my mind uninformed about the time… Life isn’t a meritocracy of counting days it has got meaning even if there is no joy with the loved ones all uncertain in its own ways !…..
Like a cusped dandelion spores are blown… I choose to stay away for it’s okay to feel alone rather to be felt thrown….though I mourn and mourn…

Time is passing, days are crawling…. Life is moving… But the sand in the hour glass isn’t falling…

Symptoms…. They don’t make me go dull for I am filled with his wisdom…all of it prepares me for his kingdom….remembering me to live only for my father… Yes he is my ruler…

Lord I love you, there’s nothing in this world above you….he is my Lord my only god

Sickness, sorrow or strength my love for Jesus will never quench…. Down in the valley for him when I search …. He is always close within my reach… I drop myself at thy feet… Hoping to turn like you in midair when we meet…

Healing….That comes from my Lord, is a great feeling that words have lost their meaning…Through his nail pierced hands… Waiting for us to fulfill our purposes and plans…

His hymns make me strong and crucified love gives me a song… ,when am gone I don’t wonder where Ill be… As I will surely be carried by thee…