Fight, face, be valiantand move ahead you gallantDon't stop, don't hidewalk with pride.No life is forever sereneNo plains are eternally green...
My tragedy is no peculiar. It is as ordinary as a street dog. I struggle and cope with my wants, my needs,my desires, me deeds and my dreams. I am not disillusioned, only a bit translucent. Maybe, I f...
Love is an urge to be with himWhen the first raindrop falls.Love is an ecstasy, the joy you feelWhen his presence is sound.Love is a tender tickle when youSit alone thinking of him.Love is a tear of h...