“The blind was instructed to take small steps, untill the vision made them leap beyond rareness.”

I am a saviour, I let you see what is to be shown, I don’t let people walk all over me now.

I loved him greatly, only to be hurt and destroyed by the unstable feelings breathing within him.

She is the perfume that scents the environment she blooms in.

I thought he was my peace, but instead I became a piece, that resulted in my peace transforming into my poison.

I am not a duplicate multiple soul, rather a unique rare blooming nurturer, so never compare me with other precious souls.

She was his laughter, that filled the air passages with freedom of living, his creator of smiles.

She is a self critic but in a positive manner that doesn’t let the warrior within her get demotivated and sad.

I am a canvas, that I design with colors of identity to madness filled masterpiece of worthiness.

There are those, whose existence drains your life, so never let them rule you.

She spills the oceans of words and feelings on the pages of earth, transforming it into the green blooming planet.

The sunset on the beach, calls to her, opens your aura, and releases the power of peace in the air.

His palm held the tear, that had tore him down into shards.

The art to breathe and smile despite the pressure of anxiety, takes courage and power, keep appreciating yourself.

The pearls on her wrist, giving out the green light of emerald nurturing, sparks the flame of life in his eyes.

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

Smile and let the one whose existence sparks you, be the generator of your precious curving of the mouth.