Under the Moonlight

The cloak of darkness covered the skies
but still your face stays lucent to my eyes
Let’s sit together on the bench
and look at the moon as it slowly ascends Continue reading “Under the Moonlight”

What is love, really?

There is this magical energy that attracts two people who consistently think of each other. Those who were struck by it call it fate.
But it is basically one of love’s unexplained ways; the mystery of how it works, not even the sharp-witted people could define.
The heart wants what it wants; there is no explanation to why it wants it.
When you find what you love, let it kill you then.
Kill you passionately with happiness as long as you accept the pain that goes with it. Continue reading “What is love, really?”