Limitless Home

You are confined only by the walls you build yourself.

Limit, is a dark road with a lot of dangerous curves, but when the sun goes down she is a hell lot of ride, for the mind to be convinced.

Love, popularly known to have no limits. Have you ever given it a thought?

Did someone break your limit?.

Did his presence make you feel a display of rainbow like colours?

Is he a sudden revealation to you?

Did seeing him give you phospehenes?

Have you ever seen your devine in him?

This is how love breaks limits. Its not just a mystic story that markes its presence in a fairy tale. You have got to feel this. THERE IS A REASON WHY LOVE IS CALLED HOME. 

BE HIS HOME!

A Wish

If you read this. 

This blog has been dedicated to the person that captured my heart and claimed my soul.

I was’nt such optimistic in my life before.Infact, I suffered through, what you may call as “depression”. Until I met him, who worked me through months.

I wanted to give him a surprise on his birthday, I wanted the world to wish my world.

I made a small family of 223 people, can I please expect 100 comments for me???.

I am not doing any of this to gain fame. When I express my love to him, I feel I am alive.

I dont know how much any of this would mean to you. Maybe it would be just another blog with another post.

For people who have loved once, please help me. Just a comment. Nothing means more than seeing the person you love smile because of you. I hope for your help…see this through my eyes. Or take it just another plea.

His name is Deep. I love him. If you could please help me…drop a comment wishing him a happy birthday and a happy life together for both of us.

Instead of a like. Just one comment please…so that I could give him a surprise on his birthday…with people all over the world wishing my world.

I really really look forward for this surprise gift to work. A comment. Please. I Have two months before his birthday to get atleast 100 comments for him..please help. Whenever you read this comment. Please.

┬áCarved On My Soul

She is a strong cup of black coffee in a world that is drunk on the cheap wine of shallow love.

Hope. Its a thing with feathers. That perches in the soul. Soul that nourishes love. Hold onto it. Between your mind and your heart, rests your love. As snug as a gun.

For someone who is scared of love, always remember, a caged bird sings with a fearful trill, for love unkown but longed for still. Dont just give up on love yet, you can go through this together.

When the darkness would settle on roofs and walls, and the sea in darkness calls, the tide will rise and the tide will fall. But dont just give in yet.

For the ends of being and ideal grace, what more can be a fascinating aim!!. Than to love your man from every breathe and again.

Love him with your soul lady!! Heart is a thing of past these days.

Eagle’s Eye.

Life is not a bed of roses, we all agree to this. Same way our feelings,like the ocean’s tide, rises and falls with the phases of moon. All of us have those silly adjustment issues. Trying to adjust with the wind, is a waste of time, when we can always change the sails. It’s better not to say we adjusted, until we are sucessfully out of the situation.

Many a times we say that ” I cannot adjust with him anymore”. Is your love so mere, that you sacrife that person just because you have given up adjusting??.. If u really love him, just give it a thought. I have kept him above all my wishes. Try that once!!. Any of this does not mean being dependent. When you put someone above you, the person becomes equally responsible for your happiness. And believe me, he would be glad to fullfill your needs and your wants. But for that, love him enough. Love him so much, that his one smile would make your day.

Love is above all adjustments,don’t condition your love with worldly matters. Love is like the eagle’s eye. Its the strogest weapon that you hold, to achieve your aim. But let your aim be his happiness, let it be worth it. This is when he would stay with you, ALWAYS.

An Assemblage

Now, an eternal talisman,

He is my resolution from miseries.

Brooding over our mystical conflate,

Ripple of love, grows through my soul.

More than moiety, my panoply panacea

He is my whole.

Henceforth,

Grows like an ebullient florescence

For him, my assemblage of love.