Your creation was the god's way of showing humans that, the artist in him is still alive.
If only they could see the things we hide behind those shining eyes and blissful smiles.
Of all the places I have been, your mind is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.
When everyone failed to hear my screams, you are the only one who heard my silence.
You have the touch of nature you know, where she touches everything that is dead and they spring back into life again. I realised that the day you touched me for the first time. I felt I was standing...
He stood in rain and the storm, watching a demon with his face standing and laughing at him on a chariot run by drunk horses. The storm threw dust into his eyes, while the demon unleashed the horses o...
It was that Moment when your fingers touched my skin for the first time I realised, how the fire can heal scars.
Love is the only thing in this whole universe, that can make the roses grow out of the swords.
I have a face where half is mine and half is not, it is hard to see a difference when you stand in front of me under the light as both my eyes shines equally. But the day you step into the darkness I...
Looking at her always reminded me of a rose that was dripping blood. I always felt it was drawing all the life from inside. Just to look beautiful on the outside.
And she called him a stranger. Whose name still echoed in her mind like a war cry. Who had seen each bit of her naked soul and knew how scarred her soul is. Whose reflection still stood, smiling at he...
You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under the shower. You are those memories that won't lets you sleep at night peacefully...
Most of the time, our fight is all about saving us from ourselves.
Sometimes I accidentally walk into the places where I and you had spoken before, existed before, which still have the smell ofyour memories, all of a sudden it starts feeling like I have entered a dar...
When fears are screaming in your ears, try to hear the whispers of your faith and run into that dark path. That is how you reach the paradise.
She was his only escape, And she was his only prison.
You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under theshower. You are those memories that won't lets you sleep at night peacefully....
How does it feel to break a part of you each day and feed to the demons inside the other person in the name of love? How many days will you do that? Have you ever thought about what happens after thos...
Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.
She was someone's dream, who just chose to show up in someone else's sleep.