My past lives alone. That's why my loneliness wants to live in the past
Old soul cries through the tears of a newborn
A lonely soul is the best friend of itself
Nothing is perpetual in this world. Not even your everlasting soul!
Everyone writes with hand, but very few can write with heart
Breathe as long as the sky is alive
It is the honey which makes us cruel enough to ignore the death of a bee
Future never desires to become a past.
I think the best shaped box ever on earth is a coffin which can be handmade to escort the forever numb-hands.
Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-a...
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Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.
We should not fail to hide our love for the one who fails to hide hatred
Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them
Patience is the blue vitriol to control the fungal emotions of life
Our infinitesimal hopes should survive longer than our vast disappointments
Lightning hides the colour of night
It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times
I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.
Sharpen your life always; even though it will come to an end like a pencil, we have to keep on writing
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