The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.
If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.
…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you. Some people might find that strange. But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.
Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.
If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard. And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.
If you’re searching for a quote that puts your feelings into words – you won’t find it. You can learn every language and read every word ever written – but you’ll never find what’s in your heart. How can you? He has it.
The splendid thing about falling apart silently... is that you can start over as many times as you like.
We do not create life, we create death.
Whenever a soul leaves the body a void is felt across the world..
I find myself somehow different My eyes running in his presence His walk as if he was drunk Neither day nor night, the moments were somewhere tonight Still unknown where his soul was Just thinking about him today onwards My soul says he needs me In my absence he cries behind me My presence makes him peaceful As if I remain in his soul Till my heart the love is tied His eyes unfolding every lies Say my friends are we made for life?!
Wolves don't perform in a circus, and people with a mind of their own, don't perform in a circus either.
People who look for only external beauty have not yet learnt the true meaning of beauty. True beauty is not in how people look. It is in how people love, care, and share.
She is a rare rose. One which blooms in the night. She hides from the world. She is tender and sensitive. You can only see her from afar. Don't try to go near her. She may disappear forever from this world.
That feeling which is hard to describe and is temporary till you feel it again and is permanent as it is felt right after another temporary in a sequence.
The more I connect with my sensuality the more I experience God. As the wind blows through the curtains, that’s how sweet His presence is.
Don't fall in love with me. I am not one entity. I am a multitude of phantasmagorical entities. I am the poet. I am the writer. I am the wanderer. I am the philosopher. I am the beggar. I am the king. I am the drifter. I am the hunter. I am the creator. I am the creation. I worship my own gods - Bukowski, Kafka, Hemingway, Rand & Plath. I listen to my gods - Beethoven, Mozart, & Tchaikovsky! Don't fall in love with me! I am not one entity. I am a multitude of phastamagorical entities.
I don't know what is it between you and me. But there is something deep.
my words are orphans since birth give them a home in your heart
You will struggle. You will fall down. You will be hated. You will face many defeats. You will be mocked. You will be alone. The world will not give you recognition. The world will not give you, your due. Against all odds, if you still persist and create your art, it will be a victory! It will be your victory. Finally, you would win.
these innumerable silences between us have meaning.