Wanna swing your mood!

Her friend added black color in her life. Now she is happy because she knows that black is the only color of the universe.

I got really mad at nights when the moon takes charge on the sky can you guess, how? I enter in the safe zone of my thoughts and exit from the other door to make strong, a relationship between lunar cycle and my behavior. Adult me, no not at all! a nine years old child bangs there because sometimes my mood and sleeping pattern trace rise and fall of the earth's ocean.

Your words wear attires of smile, faith, hope, insight, wisdom, truth and the echoing silence of you coming to you every time, I feel its a bundle of questionnaire, a humble answer to all queries that offer solace and peace like a musical terrace of mute home. If I'm worry. Your poetry is joy.

Feel a lifeless object unbodied me and say "Love is soul not body." A star of heaven, a cloud of fire and joy of eternity are not good enough to make "me" again waking or asleep death is an ultimate creep.

I let you believe there is no dark in dark without the moon sky is still lovely no black is there this may sound preposterous and if you're not in love with yourself it's impossible to be in love with my words.

Over a dozen solutions to a problem are not accidental but incidental. It seems that there is no problem in a problem.

I got really mad at nights when the moon takes charge on the sky can you guess, how? I enter in the safe zone of my thoughts and exit from the other door to make strong, a relationship between lunar cycle and my behavior. Adult me, no not at all! a nine years old child bangs there because sometimes my mood and sleeping pattern trace rise and fall of the earth's ocean.

In spite of surfeit of traveling excess exertion on brain, my eyes are still on surveillance to explore Something breathtaking. Meanwhile a dot on moon appears suddenly, and my far-reaching stare makes me doze off.

Your smile is my password to make me fuse for every log in and log out. Your chest is my armor to take rest after every shot given by you.

If you possess the ability to manipulate the things, then you would be assumed the best person in this world but the worst person in yourself.

Will you visit me tonight my biggest surprise I'm undone... wanna wear death a month later I'll residing in stars, back from the death I'll never drive life still gathering of our last year few screenshots and my hiccups will heap you ...When I'll stop breathing.

No more neurons are needed to illuminate my brain. No more dopamine is needed to cheer my heart. I need a poison named "you" to pour into my veins to feel life.

I sleep where I sit to write words are my ultimate lullaby, I've a right of choice. The word's echo, I hear whole the night. No more tongue to taste no more eye to see but the silence of seconds I empathize who is here even to pay a single penny without any want, wander whole night while reclining, I realise. Some unseen despairs and few uncovered lies are the delirium of delight God forgets to send me vibe of night,  I'm unable to sleep tight But my biological clock alarms me to feel lullabies of words in romantic night.

In childhood I got everything in happy ending there were no verbs no subjects at all I was the only object to receive responses in ayes had something more than missing no war for T. V. remote every argument ended in satisfaction all were my dear, and I found them home, street, school, playground in window or shadow no caste and creed no deed and greed spent crazy hours more than busy. I claim only for happiness. I never had been in hurry to grow up, in my childhood, I was only a child.

Signature of death smiles on my face, I've a good tuning with dark, hand of wait paints my day, no pink spoiled my nights, ink of Julius's tears wrote my wedding song on the dooms day. Because seeping amniotic fluid from mom's womb was totally black. Now no sign of life is in me.

When the hesitation crossed its path we both decided to meet our melting point was a curve around our sentiments reflecting infinite joy of each other we inhaled all the no reasons and exhaled love, love and love. Our silence was covering uneasiness, eyes were alluring to pour a lot, feet were about to filling the little gap of two yards, pleasant aroma of room were providing no room to our flip side. Our shadows on the floorboard half of each other occupied.