“Her dreams, visions, and goals were in love with her, they beautifully came to life.”

My guidance is from the rays of hope that are instilled in my pores and from the priceless beams of faith.

My heart metamorphoses with the swift changes of my ever-developing soul and mind.

Life experiences are like pollen grains, scattered and found in the arcades of wounds which are soulless but colorful like a rainbow.

My heartbeats have filled the directions and glory of love that I receive from him, a meaningful positive calm filled aura in being his.

I stood in the face of fear, with the smirk on my face, baiting it to have a go, so that I can embed my soul in the very aura that kept threatening my sanity.

I am a woman who isn’t enough to be held within the box of mediocrity and rules.

I am love, I am seen and felt fully, I am whole and life, I am a voice and a momentum.

I am a woman whose shadows echo life and light in the dark abyss of life.

Her breaths breathe that every encounter with him is a treasure and blessing uplifting her to royalty.

I am spring that has bore the heat of life’s summer and the chill blast of winter, to die in the autumn multiple times but revive each full moon.

She is a phenomenal woman, a red blood eclipsing moon, with wild and bright phases yet complete and beautiful.

Being on her own, the kingdom of solitude is her power of self awareness and self love.

She metamorphosed into grand ground breaking tales of love, passion, hopes and revival.

Her heart beats with rhythms of sanity mingled with darkness and fierce brutality, she is elixir of life’s poison.

She has the scent of cinnamon summer that the roots of winter absorb.

She is content, free and breathing with ease, the reward of her patience.

I’m a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.

Nothing but hard work makes dreams come true and I will slave’til the end for a chance to watch the sunrise and fall beside you.

No dream is ever chased alone.

I choose to focus on my work so that I can turn my dreams into reality.

I was like every other boy in India, with a dream of playing for my country. Yet I could never have imagined a journey so long and so fulfilling. No dream is ever chased alone.

My dream was to play for Alabama – football, basketball.

My dreams as a kid were so far below the Grammys, like, maybe selling out a show, or, like, seeing your album on a shelf in an Urban Outfitters… and the Grammys are so far above that. It’s very ridiculous.

Don’t tell me to not daydream. That’s the only place where I live and don’t think.