• wordsofshivanjali_ 10w


    From the darkest nights,to the brightest days,
    From forlorn heights, to the crowdest place,
    From the coolest breeze, to warmth haze,
    From the mind with ease, to that heart that says,
    That the one which can be felt even in my solitary,
    The one which lies in my periphery,
    The one to which I don't have any resistance,
    Is your existance.