Dedicated to someone from my past who just had a birthday.

I wanted to help the girl and it would have been quite natural on my part to feel insulted if she had refused to accept my help, my elders had taught me to help the people in distress, but I did not feel insulted at all because her self-confidence seemed to be more powerful than my generosity.

I can’t live without the scent of the flowers. It helps me in better concentration while studying. Actually, the flowers keep on reminding me of his presence there.

My soul was moving, My mind was cloudy, My body was Moist:

Thoughts of a lover.

A poem about losing love and letting go.

After years of living in the memory of a past love, the speaker finds the courage to let go on and move on.

Take a walk in the peaceful mountains. Let the wind refresh your thoughts and the sun renew your soul. As you think of all that ever happened in this life, remember your lost loved ones most of all. They will always be a part of you and in due time they will return to guide you home again to gently flowing streams.

A poem about learning to let go of someone you love.

Where in this world I could find someone like this; they say action speak louder than words, but actions isn’t enough if there’s not words spoken!.. it’s hard to assume that someone loves you.. too bad!