Once God wrote a story that shook the heaven to the very core.Love was the only language used;You and I were the only characters.

People who want to change everything in the world but never think of changing themselves are clapping with one palm.

In your heart I found another ocean, another sky. I found another whole new world.

Love does to your soul what spring does to the rose.

One does not become a poet by uttering beautiful words. One becomes a poet by pouring their soul as wine into the Cup of Love.

You may be ableto fly to heaven with my love.But for real, my love is onlya cheap wine.Seriously,Only God’s love is the precious wine.And She evengives it to everyone.For free!

Real poetry is art at its purest sense. It is never a commodity, but a breath of eternity.

I don't write poems to melt your heart.I write them,so our heartscan melt together.

Love is the ocean. We are all the waves.