“To have him is to hold the moon and no longer tremble.”

Secrets secrets secrets so many but none with you.

I wish to pass like time to fall away like yesterdays.

I loose a piece of my heart when we’re apart.

It felt as if the sky would collapse into itself when she was near, a beautifully destructive chaotic thing.

My little sunflower god, even the stars worshiped you.

I hope, The storms you encounter are ones only of soft thunder and light rain.

I loved poetry the moment it turned my pain into something beautiful.

We are just broken things pretending to be whole.

And when we hurt someone whose hurt us, do we call it coping or cruelty?

It’s nameless, this feeling between you and me.

I’ve come to love these moments of sunshine with you.

How can I love again when all your love remains with me.

I hope you know that you are the only thing I have ever craved.

I want you to know that I think of you often between dreams and wishes.

Things end but greater things begin.

I want you to love me like a dream come true.

Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.

There are some needs only you can see. There are some hands only you can hold. There are some people only you can reach.

I sat at a bar having a beer trying to hold down the stool.

To live is – to war with trolls In the holds of the heart and mind

The only circumstance that a woman can ask for a divorce or a khali is when her husband is in total agreement with her or if she comes from a very powerful family who decide to back her up.

Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold.

If I am going to trash others for their dumb predictions, I must at least hold myself to the same sort of accountability.

I’m holding a media mutiny.