Little Drops Of Love

"Hushed music is what I hear, its the little drops of rain,

The darkness around is scary, but your memories keep me sane.

I hear the voice of love, which sounds distant, but I know its just you,

Far away you might be, but distance can never fade my love for you.

I hear it again and realize, its your heart beat that I feel within me,

Its real and forever, just pure and blissful like the waves of the sea."

Words trickle off the pen and adorn the blank canvas effortlessly when you remember your beloved. The art of poetry comes alive when its one soul talking to another through words. They say, distance only makes the heart grow fonder. Its true what they say and I can feel it too. I wait anxiously for my love to be back in my arms again and I promise myself to love her more than I have loved until now. For love grows forever exponentially with years spent together and life is always divine with the one you love.

-VJ says ~ Cheers and Peace

Some Say Its White, Some Say It’s Black!

Image: Image: digitalart / FreeDigitalPhotos.net Why bother about the good and the bad, It’s ok to cry even when we happy, It’s ok to laugh when we are sad.

Emotions Are Timeless, So Is Love !

Image Credit : www.facebook.com/Biplabmahato.photography The outside temperature must have been around ten degrees when Sanjeev alighted from the Air India flight at Chandigarh airport. The flight had to make an emergency landing owing to the bad weather. After ten long years Sanjeev had finally decided to take a vacation. Akash had convinced him during a casual chat on Facebook the previous night that it was high time he broke out of the self imposed shell and fourteen hours later he was on his way to meet his childhood friend in Delhi.

Awakening Of the Inner Self!

It was yet another Friday or billions of earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.

Minds Eye Of Life

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