once having power -always scared to lose it

we have many unusual relationships in our life which are not to define.

keep the truth with youwhile other part is the reasonof your destruction.use the truth for a big change silently .

it will wait till it touches each other’s soul.if it does not–then not love

how she could read all my thoughts and words ! some are pretty correct .perhaps most of them !

the sound of voice can touch from far.

fight with fear- can possible by passing through it with courage.

without deep pain ,pen does not bleed to write.

a letter I have posted to youa letter, which has no address on itI have wrote on it your name..only your name !

our mind is best road when our consciousness is the traveler .

when words display the rude and hate expression-it is clear person is frustrate

REMEMBER HER- sudden wind come through your open window a silent wave fall inside of room you run to catch your curtain and she is not in that room—– remember her a little you are...

i forgot to look after that time what passes me and never said ‘goodbye” to me.now i don’t find them.

our story is old onewe can feel thiscan not touch .

growth came during deathlife became larger than evertime became smaller

if I am her life, she is my peace .

they have no idealove can not be measured who hate to love and refuse it.

give me a beautiful letter where we both can be visualize our dreams.

most of us,once in a life face ”do or die ” situation .

death is an escape from rude realty for a while

a diplomat is a person who handle his mother and wife at the same time without hurting any of them.

time passed.once acted as god.now lost every relationship.still he believe-as if he is god for everybody.

the day i discover who and what i am – i became free

when you are inspired by someone else and gives the credit to another your close personality – it’s hurt that person who just want to look at you and gave her time to you,just to...

there is a poemcolor on her lips a soft touch by naturethrust by RAIN

sweet memories always personal and healer at needy time

you will have a ready script – and asked by it to act directly.writer is the moment,the time.

I have suffered but laughed like others, then came back to me .

easily we make fun of any institution,while forget its need courage to digest those funny words sitting on that chair.

without deep pain, pen does not bleed to write.

lost the rhythm let me find it once againlove me a little too much.that will help ,I think so !

noise is as much as a crowd.silent noise- that is killing crowd in mind of any person

what you don’t want-to have it,what you want-that is not yours-and adjustments between both is life

I HAVE NO INTEREST FOR HER.OKEY.THEN WHY THINKING ABOUT HER?

when one is secure, need to be awake to keep security .

it’s all about new me.

there a little light there is a cloud maximumcan’t see the true picturethrough the shadow.

absolute peace can’t be find out of living straggle.it is within it .

i am like no one to anyone since i am in love with you

nothing great can be done-if there is no sacrifice personally

feel and release the pain what rejection gave you.slowly allow it to remove from your memory.

is it a sin if her heart run to the person like magnet and she lost her senses to be loved by him whole life,apart from there is no chances. she lives ,but more die...

that rainy day – one died.one took birth.

go . and live .as you live you will feel complete .

conversion of soul a conversion in to SUPREME ENTITY. simple conversion by faith is temporary.because faith change it’s way when not fulfilled

sometimes I wonder -my conscious is here in this body,but mind ,heart,sub-consciousness run after him.my hands looks for him-like just it need him in it..don’t get clue how to stop.i try fully – try to...

seeking support is not a weakness.seeking support on cost of others life – that is crime.

what the thing we have in our hand is glue to our positive will power and increase it’s maximum utilization.

kiss me’-if you can.if you want.if i am not wrong.you want to do it.

what promise she can do this time?it seems always she dose ,never fulfilled.a wish ,a promise to herself-a simple method of perfect dying process and never looking back afterwards.in his side,when he could rest her...