EMOTIONS

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all. From now on you'll be traveling the road between who you think you are and who you can be. The key is to allow yourself to make the journey."

I have seen the scent of those eyes dont give it blame of relationship by touching it its a feeling , feel it with your soul let love be love and dont give it another name Love is not a word neither a sound its a silence that listens and speaks its never stops or caste away its a drop of lighht which flows from eternity till enternity yes i have seen the scent of those eyes. let love be love dont give it another name. ispired by song khamoshi

The butterfly was young Her vibrant wings of delicate lace Such grace such poise A hcarming butterfly The cricket was slick thicket Moving quick but swift Yet smart somewhat wise Proud of his chirp Hopping through the grass Butterfly fluttered by till upon a rose Spreading her wings a dainty show Slowly sipping sweet Hopping skipping Cricket saw Butterfly glanced The cricket saw butterfly The butterfly looked yonder Cricket hopped and chirped A jumpety crickety song Butterfly sighed And rolled her eyes Cricket hopped closer Butterfly laughed Silly cricket trying hard Butterfly cared less Poor cricket hopped and hopped Butterfly sipping nectar sweet Cricket sang sonfter sweeter Butterfly stopped A song so sweet Too lovely than nectar Cricket hopped upon a rose Butterfly jumped Almost to fly away Cricket song too lovely to fly away Butterfly in a trance Fluttering her wings lovely Too charming Too tempting Crickect sang Butterfly in a spell Too late to break Lovers forever Strange couple...

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!