A mind can bleed a heart to death.

Ocean separates lands, not souls..

No one can ever bring the morning back at midnight

Only tears can hear the sound of pain when warm blood reddens discolored stain

The taste of love is always amazing; even when it’s bitter

Let’s pursue the visage of imagination

I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?

Madness is like an alternative residence. When sanity chases you out of home, take shelter in madness.

Don’t let your dreams be forsaken by the starry nights

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

Aren’t we all homeless without a home inside our mind?

There is always an inside from outside the door

May be you are gone,but that doesn’t make me come back

Life’s contentment is like an abstract edifice with a domed ceiling of insanity

all hopes there, so close to each other,are pulled into the void every night;when a band of pale twinkles milking the wayacross the divine breadth of skywhere every heart belongs.- From the poem “The Universe...

Faith is the only belief which remains alive between heaven and hell.

Life needs a room so hermetically sealed to breathe life

I want you to be my black vulture:forever monogamous!

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

Pain pumps blood when heart dies

We should not fail to hide our love for the one who fails to hide hatred

Nothing is unreal as long as you can imagine like a crow

Laugh until you cry;never let your eyes look dryThis is not a matter of joke;this is all to provokeour sense of humourLife is its own consumer!

Never try to lock the virtue’s door with the key of viceIt may lock forever; never to be opened again

The world of light and starry grace;within your mind I live to trace.Your thought’s speed in thunder’s glory,lightening my being with dream’s story.I embrace the tree carrying your nameYour unspoken wish : the heart of...

You cannot taste a song but you can feel the tune relishing your heart where strings of music belong.

Sometimes an unimaginative mind can imagine the most unimaginable

Lightning hides the colour of night

Death is every mortal’s life to be alive!

That’s not me.That’s my duality!

It is always the soul and brain that really matters; never the heart or mind.

Death is God when love is mine.Prayer preys when we’re divine

Silence has its own colour to paint the truth

Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear

Each tear longs to kiss sorrow

A writer leads a hyphenated-life with words

A place to live is not a place to stayA place to stay is not a living place

I’m looking for youinto that silverspoon where I taste my reflection to feel the touch of your untouchables- from the poem “Looking For You

I put my clothing into the refrigerator and the foods into my wardrobe; am I in love?

My mind has a time machine; it can travel back to the past when I close my eyes and in my dreams it travels to the future.

Your eyes need to be opened wider than your heart, when love is blinder than your eyes.

Mind hates to seep in delusion soaking faintly discolored obsession.

If wisdom is a place, you should be the wisest one to live there..

Let all the green leaves be mineas long as the trees define shades created by their limbsfor the soil made with victimsof atrocity’s vileness to redeem the fragileness

Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony

A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes

Let’s live to believe leaving all lies behind

nothing is lifelesswhen the moon writes its screedon the silvern sand silence-From the poem:”The Universe In Blossom

Footsteps are the wonders of staying alive to move forward