love is not the requirement, it is one of the mandatory need, like all vitals, it is one of the parameters to describe u alive or dead...
today,fine morning sun, embraced my little heart- giantness is not in size but the generosity!
I always talk of nature-nomatter how much i try,i can nvr scratch these clouds, rain, sunshine, moonlite affects from my soul-they are its food!
I smiled continuously staring at some unknown points...some smiles keep u alive in ur continuity....
Long its been i touched blue clouds and shiver out of joy...and still it rains.. I wonder y?
I wrote a letter fo a red letter box at the end of my street.. redness is connecting me to writing...
U cant put conditions on ones heart, u cant make principles fo ones feels, u cant give advises to control the unbearable pain- for its not a curable disease, its a joyful recovery...
amalgum on busy streets of my city, makes my dead quiet.. Where they are heading towards?
long its been i have stopped asking questions.. For the repetition is making me tired...
Hiramalik
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