No matter how hollow you feel,
it's life calling you inward —
to break the illusion of Maya and rise again,
stronger and more connected to your soul.
Always remember,
"If you are not happy, it's not you."-
Every day we are confronted with messages from a world(Social media, Smart TVs, mobiles, laptops and celebrity influencers)whose beliefs are often in direct contradiction to God and His Word.
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Prose is like a male, declares information as if carrying some load.
Poetry is like a female, conveys emotions even with slight glance.
Prose is solid. It may hurt you.
Poetry is hollow. It gives shelter.
Prose makes you sit and passes through you.
Poetry makes you dance and flows through you.
Prose loves you back if you give it attention. It's a conditional format.
Poetry naturally loves. It heals you even if it accidentally crosses your path.-
दवाइयों से जब नहीं आया आराम मुझको
हाकिम ने कहा तुझे यार ए दीदार की जरूरत है-
The Hollow of the Moon:
She stepped into the
hollow of the moon,
where lost wishes
and ancient secrets
whispered through
the night,
her soul becoming a song
in the depths of the dark.
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"And how hollowed echo your heartbeat
sound, it seems there is no love in it."-
His love for me
is a tree, steadfast and tall,
he says.
But all my life,
the trees I’ve known
stand with roots dug deep,
branches stretched wide,
leaves dense with life,
reaching endlessly towards the sky.
Yet, when fierce wind howl & rage,
simply they sway,
letting the storm pass through—
unyielding and never resisting.-