“They built many monuments for their love, I wrote a lot of poetry for my love.”

While plunging into her past hole bind yourself with hope, not rope.

Hold my hand we’ll walk, run and fly above this beautiful sky.

Her red lips were like a bow dipped in the blood of ease.

I promised to meet many, But I rang only your doorbell.

I separated someplace for each person in my heart, But she claimed to be the owner of it.

Sometimes I take a rest between her legs instead of her lap.

If I’m a photographer, then you are my perfect click.

I’ll show you the eternity of love as God shows heaven to saints.

Let me follow my dream. Let me follow my queen.

I recovered from illness but couldn’t recover from her memories.

I know that she is beautiful and I like to remind her again and again.

I can cheat my heart, soul, and mind. If you become my life.

If you can’t be the reason for someone’s joy, be the part of his joy.

Keep growing in love, it’s a never-ending process.

Serve me wildly and I will love you gently. It will make you nymph and I’ll be beast.

When she loved, I got healing.