This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
A flower in bloom,
Is a thought,
In its own.
It’s much more than a thought,
Much more than bliss.
A flower is a sign of love,
Of happiness,
Of the ever-expanding world.
A flower in bloom,
Makes anyone happy,
The scent of such of flower,
Glides to the heart,
And makes it very happy.
A flower in bloom,
Is what nature means,
To be happy and ever happy.
Adios!
Little Robin,
Wanted to become a golfer.
Just like his father.
He grew up and,
Indeed, he became one.
But the thing is that his dad played golf on a golf field,
While he plays on a tablet.
Adios!
A sight in sight,
Simply whispers a lot.
Doesn’t make a sound.
But it walks a lot.
It’s sight in sight.
A figure,
A mystery.
It is and it won’t be,
Let’s see who talks to be?
Adios!
I asked a lot.
His treasury seemed empty.
He looked blankly at me.
It seemed that he had given loan to others.
They hadn’t bothered to return to it,
So, he has kept me waiting,
Again, it was made known that I ask a lot,
So he said-“I am sorry, I didn’t hear anything”
Adios!
A letter to write,
Is my need,
Is my laugh,
And is indeed,
My food,
My happiness,
My bliss,
And for it,
I cry.
A letter to write,
Must be written.
It must reach faster.
My beloved maternal grandmother is waiting for it,
As the days are getting longer and longer.
A letter to write,
Isn’t a madness,
Though many are mad.
They harm,
They charm,
Yet seem absolutely normal,
When spoken to,
But you must remain calm.
Otherwise, their true form would surprise you to the core.
A letter to write,
Makes me happy,
Makes me be free.
It’s best to the write the letter,
It must reach thee (My maternal grandmother).
Adios!
Before You Travel. 