Remember there is always another side of a story, which may change our understanding of things completely no matter who told it to us.

Just because someone tells you something about another person, doesn’t make it true!

This happens all the time. One will bitch about the other and people to tend to believe everything they hear, when they weren’t even there to witness anything.

People always gripe and vent their “perceptions” and perceptions are not facts! Stop being judgmental !


You are a Waterfall

You are an ambitious person, Smart and clever. You are outspoken, outgoing but weak-hearted. You belong to no man, And to no city. An  adventurous lad, Craving for new and unusual experiences. You are powerful and dominating, perhaps not physically … Continue reading

Oh Sweet Lass, Where Art Thou?

Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes. It was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon shadow-black hair. Her delicate ears framed a button nose. A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she blew gently on her carmine-red fingernails.

Her eyes were chocolate brown with tones of amber in them that seemed to dance in the sunlight. At sunset, they’d have golden flecks in them that would fade as night settled in. They had a certain tinge of sadness in them that was apparent when she looked away, but they were beautiful nonetheless. These eyes were lovely and strong, the kind of eyes you’d see in an angel. They had the power to captivate people with attention. They held warmth and knowledge in them, but secrets as well. They sparked a curiosity to get to know / unlock her secrets and take away the sadness from those stunningly mesmerizing eyes.

Had she smiled, the world would sigh with contentment. Had she laughed, the world would laugh with her. And had she wept, the whole world would want to comfort her. She had a bouncy personality and a sugary voice, which people adored. She always wears black but she has the most colorful mind.

But then, something happened. She laid her heart and soul right in his hands and he stole her every dream and crushed her plans. She couldn’t breathe, Her vision is clouding. The monster stares at her with their cold-blooded eyes and cover her mouth, not a flinch of guilt passes those cold grey eyes. The world seems in hyperdrive as adrenaline pulsates through her veins with loud booms, every sound is magnified to a countless number.

Now she sits in the dark, dreaming of a marble sun and its strictness. This is to tell you that she’s not coming back. And if she does, you won’t figure her out because she will put herself together differently. Despite of her laughters, she has secret sorrows which the world knows not. People noticed the changed with her.

Often times the world called her cold when she’s only scared. She tried to breathe and be optimistic. But still what she mastered by day still lapses in the night.





Beauty In My Heart

I just want to share this beautiful Poem written by Sanober Khan,

“I keep my kindness in my eyes
Gently folded around my iris
Like a velvety, brown blanket
That warms my vision

I keep my shyness in my hair
Tucked away into a ponytail
Looking for a chance to escape
On a few loose strands in the air

I keep my anger on my lips
Just waiting to unleash into the world
But trust me; it’s never in my heart
It evaporates into words

I keep my dignity upon my chin
Like a torch held up high
For those who have betrayed me
Radiating a silent, strong message

I keep my gratitude in my smile
A glistening waterfall in the sun
Gently splashing at that person
Who made me happy for some reason

I keep my sensitivity in my hands
Reaching out for your wet cheek
Holding you, with all the love
The love I want to share, and feel

I keep my passion in my writing
My words breathing like fire
Screeching against an endless road
As I continue to be inspired

I keep my simplicity in my soul
Spread over me like a clear sky
Reflecting all that I am
And all that’s ever passed me by

And I hope you will look
Beyond my ordinary face
My simple, tied hair
My ordinary tastes
And I hope you will see me
From everyone…apart
As I keep my beauty
in my heart.”