My beloved, your precious tears stained my heart from vast reservoir of resilience.

Our love story is whispered in a solitude mellifluous voices of Romeo and Juliet’s triumphal unity laden with whole exultant pearls of tears drowned in eternal reservoir of love.

I am holy when my heartbeat is eagerly coveted by thunders in a single moment of ecstasy to kiss my beloved.

In perpetual state of exigency life is merely sown with thorns of inspiration and survival as we struggle with storms of fate.

In your finest hour there is eloquence, close your beloved eyes, open your heart, your destiny is seeking you.

The labor of courage and triumph is the miracle of fortitude to endure adversity with victory.

Cherish the beloved heart that adores you, keep your faith in wonder of beloved until the hour of departure.

The treasure of mankind landscape should not be tilled with greed but merely tilling his field with pure contentment with life.