Prose/ Fiction — No matter what …My fondness for him never ends. Whenever I see him…whenever our sight collides, my heart skips beats, palpitation doesn’t have any control — -At the moment…I accept I am falling! When exchanging the greetings, while handshaking, when he closely crosses my ears to kiss my cheeks…his scent…

Write to me something, Write me a word of love when you start writing, A vision of a happy event, Write like this, that I can see that everyone is content in this world. And I can smell the fresh fragrance of love and faith. Write the words that make my heartbeat faster. As if you…

Fiction| Prose — There was a line… a line that could never be crossed. A line of heart, which was very close to die, nobody can see the ending point, nobody can save, because everyone was so busy saying a lot, everyone was so busy to talk about themselves. No one was listening……

Today wasn’t special but something was new this evening, This cup of tea was tasting different today. Those parrots were flying with these cool breezes, usually, they just sit and adhere here & there. My curtains fluttered with the breeze and strained to shake the pages of my diary. I…

Prose Poetry — Come back to me & take my hand, The warmth of the shoulder & that intoxicating scent Melodic sound, soft grip, an illusion that stands. I am daydreaming and I completely understand But I’m compelled to wish, Come back to me and take my hand! This life is colorlessly blank, Without you, I’m falling on this empty land You…

Poetry & Prose — Some green trees, some hidden ways, some deep thoughts, and my breathless heartbeat. Somewhere in me — calling my name, Some stones & strokes, Some stories & episodes, Countless and unexpected adventures, Those are really untold. …

Prose Poetry — This weather always fascinates me I don’t love windy kinds of rain But when it falls drop by drop and cries a little louder When it flows like a river and next moment, arid air It fills your spirit with calm emotion Who has been lonely for years I love those unique raindrop tears loaded full of feelings a…

Poetry — I am strangled into my disappointments I can’t grip my hold, There’s one way to keep on living, just keep breathing these acuities provoke me to work hard, to keep running Because I don’t want to be lost I don’t want to disappear without making earnings of my dignity, Now I need someone to pull me…

Follow these 5 tips to be a successful entrepreneur in your field — You can have anything you want in life if you dress for it — — -Edith Head I hear from a lot of people, that success is hard work and some assume, it all depends on luck. But I think my experience is a little bit different. …