Keep continue writing anything on any topic
From earth to heaven, heaven to earth
Do not listen to any one
If they could write they would not talk
Writing could not have any rules
Like love and war in writing also everything thing is possible
On earth no rules are existed that could not be violated
No ways on earth that could not be implemented either
You just need to master a thing
And that thing is nothing but the art of telling.
My beard long and grayDo not utter the word ‘’love ‘’As you have not yet conquered ‘hate ‘As I have felt your gruesome wrathWhen I do not believe in your faithYou are still an immature swine, a bigotAs I have seen your love falls like a cascadeOn a ‘hoor’ of my faith and of opposite…
It is notAn ordinary oneIt has a magicalValueIf you see in itIt will not reflect youBut your inner coreWhen I saw first in itI was frightenedAs I saw the devil in meIt is huge oneYet till date it remains in visibleAs I never wished to beYet I amIt comes out intoOpen when I am in…
Keep your mouth shut and showWhat you mean between the lines, they orderI think this is a good orderAnd I followed that order many timesAnd earned good reputationLater I gave on it a second thoughtAnd found it very primitiveThe order itself lacks an artThe art of talkingIn fact this is more difficult to push through…
Roughed up very badly by a lousy tough windAnd always kept awake by the loud sounds of crackingBut I melt into water when with you I meetUnable to hold back I turn into a streamIn swing and swaying we flow into a riverI talk and talk in the course of travelingAnd do not stop until…
Never liesout sidethe boundaryof interest.
Nowhere I find you in themHigher is your dwelling place,Overbearing or to lord the stick over any oneYou never mean to me,You mean something seriousThat I understand,If I am wrongThen appear to me lightly.
