It seems I have lost myself in the beauty of nature while walking on my path.I believe it’s my destiny.I believe it’s beautiful.
Her light seems to be lost in the black hole of sorrow.It’s time to create that light again.
I see a beautiful transition,it’s when the silver hue replaces the golden hue of lake each night,moonlight replaces sunlight.
may be she wanted the rain, may be she wanted the flowers, may be she wanted the simple things.
Tulips Bloom as their Love Deepens.
every morning the sun wakes up to admire his flower and as the dusk arrives he slowly blushes as she sleeps
Smell of Roses still exudes from the Letters of Love they exchanged.
May be today she doesn’t have the words to express but surely has a heart to feel and the courage to remain alongside him forever.
over time she realized it belonged to her,“happiness”
the heap of dry leaves, the warm breeze, she’s walking in the streets, with a sore heart indeed, it was the other day, when the sun’s first ray, never felt so harsh, it’s the story of the loss, the grief, the pain, but the sun, the rain, will give her rainbows, when the flower ofContinue reading ““Flower of Hope” a poem”