So it became,the law of universe,to have the,profoundest,of the words,cloaked in the,darkest of the masks.

I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!

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?

More often than not- Life moves really fast! It's only for you to pause and breathe! Sadly, none else can do that for you!

And I sat there at the patio,while the whole of universe,was getting engulfed,in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw,is soft snow,mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged,on the soil of my backyard,and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or,my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt,I am obliged to ask,What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?