“I have been confused with many pretty smiles earlier but your canines hit me differently.”

Stay peaceful until your inner conflicts turn into a war with someone.

All I want for christmas is your warmth, near the firing woods. Cuddling on the chair, swinging in merry times, forgetting our bad lies.

There is magic in this universe. I don’t know how often do you believe in it, or you do not at all. But if you do not, then this is for you to know, that your very existence is magic in itself.

I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.

Any day can be Monday when you choose to start right.

Do not insist me to let you go, you come half hearted like a crescent moon, and you go heart-filled like a full moon which glows.

It is hard holding a spot in your body that doesn’t want you.

I chose myself today, not over you. I can never do that, and you know that well. I just chose the new me over my past self.

The believe you carry in yourself is what makes you unbelievable for others.

When you let me touch your skin, I can feel your pain. What joy you get in keeping me away?

Entangle me, into your talkative eyes. Let me breathe in, your breath often. For I’m tired of floating, in the shallow waters, when I want to get choked.

Sometimes its suffocating by being surrounded with happiness and not being able to feel it.

Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.

Your departure is no joke it freaks me out every time you leave for the airport.

If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.

Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.

The restart was different but we achieved our goal.

I am not free while any woman is unfree, even when her shackles are very different from my own.

Every day is different, and some days are better than others, but no matter how challenging the day, I get up and live it.

Freedom must be distinguished from democracy, with which it is often confused.

When I write, I try to become different characters.

The word ‘artist’ means so many different things, and I feel like to be a real one, you really have to do it all.

To be outspoken, or different at all, is a problem for women.

I saw myself in a different light.