Isn’t it fitting that it takes a heart to balance the rhythm of life and love to make some sense of our existence? Here are my thoughts which try to join the, rather, vague dots connecting love, life and that divine touch.
Isn’t it fitting that it takes a heart to balance the rhythm of life and love to make some sense of our existence? Here are my thoughts which try to join the, rather, vague dots connecting love, life and that divine touch.
Just crying my heart out.
A poem from lover’s point of view as to what really is the true desire of everyone’s heart
Life is probably incomplete without (these) subtle meanings to mundane things!
Alas! What can heal a broken heart!!
A poem for the old and infirm; to give them strength and help under the ambiance of love!
A lot of questions; elementary but probably unanswerable…