Tag Archive | trust

Traveling The Road of Love

I met you as a Stranger, in the school days

No more a stranger in the days come

As we started to look at each other we fell in love

Time passed as we share our stories 

New stories evolved as we moved on

As we talked of hugs, kisses and your body

Our frankness got bigger day by day

We talked and laughed again and again, everyday the same!

But the thirst I felt never seemed to be quenched 

I don’t see girls around me when I have you nearby

Now that we are no more strangers

I feel better and better, thinking of you everyday 

Distance separates us away, we are not together 

It doesn’t matter for me, our love never gonna die

My heart want to stay with you, forever and ever

We are just a pair of creatures, craving for one another 

That’s what makes me love you more and more

You are my beauty queen, please don’t leave me

I can’t go further without you in my life

So let us hold our hands tight and walk together 

Let’s build an empire for our family!

The Music, The Sorrow

There is a place where you can overrule the world in a time that passes within your heart. Nevertheless, a time exists within the realm of your heart where all you can hear is nothing but a music of satisfaction. There can be a time when melancholy becomes a melody and that can be torturous, unimaginably the venom that can kill or a vampire who can suck your blood out of your precious life. 
Music that conveys the trust and faith, as I have known, is not merely a man’s idea, it is what really happens to everyone in one of the episodes of the life: that everyone must travel through. 

The melodious chirping of a parrot that I have encountered this morning and the enchanting humming of the bees over the lotus blossom are the musics that told me, ” I cannot trust you” and the thrilling wind over the beach whispered me, “You do not trust me.” 

Footprints near the beach depicting Sorrow


The vehicular swiftness as one passes the other puts within me an idea of how perilous the music would be to a mind that opposes the other. I sat within a car and sensed the intense roar of the other car, that is all.

The greatest sorrow comes when the music in your heart remains unexpressed for a reason so enigmatic and that probably can be reflected in a time to come, the tears of a wounded heart would fall after a long time then. 

Rather, it is much more better not to write a song in your delicate paper. The written song becomes bolder every fraction of a second and the eraser can erase just a layer of it. 

I just wish a better music for you all.