Between the Lines

I am here. I don't go anywhere. My feet step no further than a town. I am alone. How I wish.

It breaks me. I admit it. I crumble down into pieces. It hurts. Very.

I fail to understand. I fail to tolerate. I have failed you.

Oh how I am hurt. I always love you. Even if it hurts, I love you. So much.


XoXo

What Made of You

Your feet,
Never touched solid ground,
Covered with gold shoes,
Topped with rhinestones.

Your hands,
Soft like the baby cottons,
Embellished pure white gold chains with rubies,
Shinning and glittering with diamonds.

Your head,
Silky hair smelt with vanilla,
Crowned with foolishness and irrelevant proud,
Watching down from crumbled castle.


Xoxo
Have a nice day

Challenges...always there.

There are so many things going on. Most of them are unexpected.

I couldn't have a single thought to make a move on them.

It is too...complicated.

XoXo

That Scroll and Mortar Hat

A journey, they said. An experience, they created. A triumph, they achieved.

The feelings of being grateful, joyful and endless happiness, controlled the whole body - heart and thoughts. 

I am glad. I am thankful. I am happy.

Thank you.

Thank you very much to those who have been there, always be there and will be there to share this memorable moment.

Of all, thank YOU Lord for Your endless blessings.

XoXo

Let's Inspire the World.

Together.

Growing Old

I saw them.

Their eyes.

Wrinkles.

I saw them.

Their hands.

Fragile.

I saw them.

Their hair.

Greyish-white.

I saw them.

Their feet.

Worn out.

I saw them.

They are

Growing old.

XoXo

everything..is going to be just...

Let's fingers-crossed for everything to go well.

XoXo

I kinda of missing it.