No more peace
in mid of whirl winds
all bonds scatters far away
No one understands properly
once caught in whirl winds of thoughts.
when silence is ruling the space between the couple
each and every word is to be considered as an aimed arrow
Magic of the Love droves the life gimmicky far away for nothing being
Magnet of the Love draws them again together at the edge of silence
Couple are both wings of a Love bird, never sit tight without flight
The MAD Jewess
January 8, 2013 at 1:48 am
Very pretty thoughts, Sir.
advocatemmmohan
January 8, 2013 at 1:50 am
thank u very much
Michael T.
January 14, 2013 at 3:34 am
I love the image of every word being an arrow, and also the love bird’s wings. Well done, my friend.
advocatemmmohan
January 14, 2013 at 5:12 am
thank u very
with regards
advocatemmmohan