“Many people can write, but only the rare can understand the pain behind your unwritten emotions.”

If any one dares today I am in pain.

In life, we’re all experiencing similar things in different places and points in time.

People are in control of their choices and sad to say we are not chosen.

It’s good to be loved without being left Behind.

There are some things that are meant to have and not just meant to keep.

Books and poetries. These are things I have always loved to write and share with you.

In my poems we made memories.

She, three single lettered word yet still, my heart’s deepest wound.

Her heart is like poetry a modern poetry only understood by some and accepted by few.

She is still healing in a quiet way.

In his eyes she was both poetry and prose.

Her eyes made me feel better.

I’m a poet, a sad poet, who wrote about her, always and forever.

The quiet hearts speaks the loudest prayer, hoping someone would hear.

Some of the magical moments in our life are from the smallest moments.

There were things that he wanted to write on paper, about everything he couldn’t tell her.

You cannot believe in peace at home and not believe in international peace. A war with Iraq will increase anti-American sentiment, create more terrorists, and drain as much as 200 billion taxpayer dollars, which should be invested in human development here in America.

In matters of sentiment, the public has very crude ideas; and the most shocking fault of women is that they make the public the supreme judge of their lives.

For some reason, I like seeing people feel emotional.

Emotions, particularly anger, are like fire. They can cook your food and keep you warm, or they can burn your house down.

What takes Hollywood weeks and months to film takes professional wrestlers and the companies behind them literally minutes to put together. A spontaneous explosion of emotion unleashed before your very eyes.

Women prefer emotions to reasoning.

Hate is a passionate emotion.

If you’re doing your job properly, you take the risk of feeling slightly foolish and delve in and bring out the emotions.