I have a lot of,unfinished poems.And all of them are like,some love affair,that started too quick,and died too young.Each incomplete art to me,is like a memory lane,of an insane passion,that words,couldn't explain,and colors couldn't contain.

This life is quite a rave- few heartaches, some long waits, altering faiths & breaking cliches!

Sometimes, some of times in life are Lifetime!

We are all same, inside our homes!

Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!

Perfectionists talk about first love. Realists talk about true love. Optimists talk just about love.

Disturb my sleep but darling don't dare disturb my dreams!

I was overlooking the heights and I felt somewhere in between!

I found myself when I least expected you- at the same old rocking chair in the room with the same flavor of tea. The only difference was the tea had turned cold, just as life had. And I found myself with an option. I could abandon this tea anytime and make a fresh one. You see?