Knowing you,I became mindless.Having wasted previous wishes,I'm riddled with regretsFeeling you,I became hopeless.Adrift in chasms,I surrender to a caress.Loving you,I became love.My universe became l...
I see your painas clearly as I feel my own.I will share your burden so you feel it less.Do not hate this world.Do not hate these people.I will share my hopeso you feel it more.I want you to see our lo...
Sometimes, when inspiration runs dry, I drink classical music until my words spill out.
Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.
We exist only to exist.
The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love.
Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with prideFor they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with prideFor they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? W...
Come to me.Why must you ruin this moment?You are burdened with thought.Burdened with the pastand expectations of the future.You are burdened with your self.Cast these aside by laughing at yourself.And...
Because you have been blessed with the gift of life, it is your duty to help others. We are all responsible for one another.
Maybe when we face a tragedy, someone, somewhere is preventing a bigger tragedy from happening.
Love is the only reason that is reason enough
How freeing of a thought: instead of worrying about leaving a legacy, to leave no trace of one's existence. How liberating indeed!
Classical music is the best, and cheapest, mind-altering drug in the world.
Whenever you are angry, take a beautiful object in your house and smash it to pieces. The pity you feel for what you have done is silly compared to what you are doing to your mind: taking a sacred mom...
Clocks were invented to warn us. Tick (time is passing). Tock (time has passed).
Your love brought me closer to God.
Poetry is seeing everything when there is only one thing. It is looking at a rose but seeing the stars, moons, seas, and trees. It is a truth beyond logic, an experience beyond thought. Poetry is the...
Love without conditions, restrictions, or the expectation of being loved in return.
You see herand ascend into love. You become enchanted, a found madman. In your love,you lose yourself and become her. You were once without her, now with her. You still feel her and descend into love....
Don't let a cruel word escape your mouth. There's no greater sin than breaking a heart.