The feeling I’m walking with
Can I count on
Hit the gong
It’s beautiful to love you. Every moment of it…. 💝
It rains, Beloved
Orange stays bright in the west.
Wish you were here, Who?
Sometimes the one that is dearly missed is that who never remembers us. What a paradox!
Paradox is beauty of life, contradictory realities that are given at the same time. There are plenty of hidden messages in between only clear heart can read.
May all beings be happy. 💝
Morning has broken.
Path’s cleared by last night’s rain. I—
Miss you in the dark.
New day, please bless me…. 🤍 Erase all the torturing memories even from the best listed ones…. Amen….
To one softest voice inside.
Whisper of the far—
This person said what sounds crispy yummy and cracks a door inside, resonating what’s the heart has believed for ages. He might be right. He might be…. Or not.
Will Smith has never failed me. He’s never…. Or not yet.
Weekend pulls me to herd immunity with love…. Or not.
Always about love. Always…. Or not.
Beloved is chased
By many; loved secretly
By the lonely. You?
Enjoy the weekend! 🤩