Your steps need no ears to be heard

Eyes not the only doors to reflect your face on me

As I worship this love as a pious gift and not a melee

This love makes my sixth sense enjoy the intimacy

Far from you

Sunshine speaks of the dream that captures you

Nothing stops this beating heart

For the love has suddenly entered for a new start

Never been this close to someone’s soul in the past

a stanza from 'Suddenly love entered'

“A touch that never leaves is the touch of faith. The flavour of truth in faith surpasses everything that’s lean and unwise.

Temper needs the arms of tranquillity to hold the soul together even when the heads that are synonymous with the morons knock the floor of one’s life. When our land has pestilence of the millionth order, truly and immensely fabrication of the conjectures should have been pronounced effectively by the “rulers” of this land. We people are the rulers and so ignorant of this fact.”