Our heart is the youngest part of our being.. The most unruly... The most easily tempted, the softest, the most eloquent.. The most un-abashed. The one that calls a spade a spade. It is upto us to listen to its valid asks like a good guardian and distract, cajole it out of its unreasonable self-destructive pursuits
Sunday, December 2, 2018
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You are winning
You think you have me just where you wanted That you, through your consistent coldness, have successfully trained me to give you space If ...
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Your love was like a sea Sometimes the waves touched me sometimes they did not I wanted it to be over..... Sometimes you approached m...
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People say....we are so different...we have nothing in common....we are as different as Night and Day..... I say to them....Night and Day ...
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The rain waits at my door, like a naughty child, stamping her feet, pursuing me to play with her. When I close the doors on her face...
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