“As my heart began to melt this is what your Emerald eyes do to me.”

This time I’ll be better for myself, at least for myself.

I love you but your eyes didn’t see my worth

You’ll heal after this painful chapter.

I hope you could see how blind people see the world with their imaginations.

She was just my kind of poetry.

You’re always welcome if you find someone better than me.

She built walls to protect herself from intruders who made her feel unworthy.

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

I still write poems about you, when I know you never write about me.

I wrote many poems about her and held her so close to my heart that she did not even knew a place there.

We forgive people in order to give peace for ourselves.

There’s always a chapter in our life that hasn’t been read.

Real love will make you blind, Like myself when I started to write poems about her.

The sun has risen, its beautiful and so are you.

Just like the moon and stars she was made of such wonder.

I was quiet, not blind, but very deep inside, I was hurt.

I am just a beginner. The two films so far are baby steps. If I develop an attitude, I’ll be finished even before I’ve started. Besides, if I started misbehaving, my folks would give me a tight slap.

When all doors are shut and you have nowhere to go, that is when you go within. Every crisis is an opportunity and you are the beginning.

The man who sweats under his mask, whose role makes him itch with discomfort, who hates the division in himself, is already beginning to be free.

I guess it’s true, goodbyes aren’t just endings but beginnings too.

The best “place and time” for a new beginning is “here and now”

We set out with nothing but music as our dream, but we didn’t know where we were going, whether we were going uphill or downhill, or as we took a break after becoming tired, whether around the corner there was a paradise or a pitfall. That’s how we started.

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

Watch your thoughts, they turn into words. Watch your words, they turn into actions. Watch your actions, they turn into habits. Watch your habits, they turn into character. Watch your character, it turns into your destiny. It all begins with a thought.