Sitting in front of you Looking into your cute eyes behind those specsListening to your innocent talksSeeing you taking your first sip of coffee.I wish this coffee moment comes everydayI wish I could tell youI wish you could feel what I feel I wish you could see what I see I wish you could know how special you areI loved the way we were sitting at the coffee shopI loved the way we were talking to each otherI loved the vibesI loved everything !
Since the day we met....Shyness became my favourite jewelleryThe silence became my favourite soundThat moment became my favourite memoryandThe the coffee we had.... The coffee became my favourite drink.
Unpredictable situations Unpredictable waysYou have to be strongerYou have to stay.
They don't always ask for the expensive gifts, not even someone's inspiring words. Sometimes what they only ask for is to cry silently on someone's shoulders and someone's arms to hide themselves in.©drpriya
I don't want your hard earned comfortsI want to make your journey easierIn a crowd of thousands When I'll be aloneWill you comeWill you fill the emptiness.When I'll be scared of the heightsWill you hold me Will you take me even higher.When there will be freezing coldWill you provide me warmthWill you rub my hands against yours.When my eyes will get tired Will you tell me how the moon is looking at us. When I'll not believe in myselfWill you tell me how much you do. When I'll not fall asleepWill you tell me your childhood stories. When you'll be with your friendsWill you save the last bite of cake for me.When you'll be among manyWill you still remember me. When I'll be hungry in the middle of the nightWill you go and bring me chocolates. When I'll get weakWill you be my strength When I'll get old Will you still treat me as a kid. When my skin will get wrinkled Will you still call it pretty.When I'll be at my worstWill you still call me yours. When I'll be standing stillWill you promise to travel the world with me. I don't want your hard earned comfortsI just want to be an inseparable part of you.I don't want anything moreBut I surely want to be in all your Stories. ©drpriya
Sometimes I wonder why the mornings are so special ? Does the bird sitting on the tree makes it beautiful or the song that the flowing water sings makes it beautiful?Does the rising sun half visible behind the mountain makes it lovely or does the warmth it provides during chilly days makes it beautiful? Does the hope of new beginnings it brings along make it beautiful or are the fading memories of the past make it special? Or is this just the feeling that is special? Sometimes I wonder!
To My Mother
When I was scared of dark you became my light.When I was not good, you became my better.When I dropped a tear , your hands were there to catch it. When I said I will not be able to do it , you made me believe in magic. When I couldn't find the way, you were there to make the path. I was worried about the destination, you made my journey beautiful. I was asking for a star, you bought me the whole Galaxy . Thanks for being my mother. Thanks for being my guide. Thanks for blessing me with infinite love. __ a proud daughter!
In the silence of the nightUnder the beautiful skyLying next to each otherHands in hands.With your desires in my heartI want to take you into a world, a world of ours..where l'll believe what you sayI'll be looking into your bright sparkling eyesWhere there will be no boundariesand we'll be surrounded by the walls of loveWhen you'll whisper my nameI want to hear it infinite times__a world where your dreams will be mine, where my eyes will take all your sorrows where we will be smilingwhere everything will be realDo you trust me enough to go where I want to take you?
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I always look up for stars for they give hope on their deathbed. Unlike humans they don't bleed hate but hope.©wordslinger
Because we write some things by sitting in the corner of the streets you would never want to visit.
As beautiful are the wordsas painful is the place they come from. ©thousand_splendid_thoughts