I prefer people to consider me by who I am and what I do and not by how I look!

My bridled soul leaps under the pressure of desires,Chained i am by this organic-societal form from galloping freeMy mind heaves me to safety,but heart is ready for doom…An all knowing glance pierced deep through my...

My love will not wither awayLike the momentous beauty of a Rose,But I am the weed, no matter how much you pluck awayIt sprouts again and grows…”-(Precious Love)