“Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.”

You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.

Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?

Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.

Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.

When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.

Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.

Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.

If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I’ll stop smoking fantasies.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.

Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.

The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday.

A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes.

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.

Pets reflect you like mirrors. When you are happy, you can see your dog smiling and when you are sad, your cat cries.

If you can earn the ink-covered heart of a poet – they will inscribe you into infinity.

One day, someone will consider themselves the luckiest in the world to be loved by a heart like yours.

It is beneath pale blue skies, amongst sycamore trees, and afoot dirtied leaves, my heart, and soul finds peace.

My heart cracks like an egg spilling the promises I thought I made.

As I unfolded my hand she took my palm her eyes narrowed on the heart line and I knew by the look in my eyes I would always be heartbroken.

I dipped my heart into the river Styx, holding on to nothing but my memories of you. You’ll always be the Achilles heel to my invulnerable heart.

Lips taste as honey eyes shine like stars hearts filled with fire.

Romance isn’t dead but sadly my love for you is silenced my heart and listened to my head by your false promises I was led as if it was your ego I fed now you will see that I’m saving my love for me.