Anu

A spot of love...

Garden of love. There is no
another thing except love of
breath.

Breath of love touches every
affection able heart. But hearts
don’thave single view to watch.
They can feel only.

Breath waved in the air for beats.
But beats has multiple hearts. Share
its love every one. Every were.

For love of breath stone also getting
melted.And ready to cut itself for a
sculpture of breath.

But beats never melted for love of
breathes. Shared itself again and
again with other.

Breath never understand and lost
there lives. But still sole of breath
waved for beats.

- Revan

she is step down in heart.
after a log time. but there
is now one waiting for her.
because that already draughted
long back for her.

There is just her sweetest
memories are seemed in blank
heart.

Heart beats were lost there
rhythm. breath getting low
down. sense forgot there
touch. memories are totally
loosed there colours.

While she is stepping down in
heart. to ask a song for her.
but heart lost there tune of
love.

- Revan

Is nothing but never ended a novel.
It gives new touch in every read.

Page by page her feelings feel
Different.

Every look of her gives a different
Read.

Her patience gives a tremendous
Narration of life…

- Revan

Face one but glancing eyes more.

There are beautiful eyes. They
never knows secrete of watching
eyes.

Eyebrow increase the beauty of eyes.
and feels like half moon. Eyelids blink
always like star.

Natural beauty is on face. And create
happiness in watching face.

Some time sunset beauty appears on face.
Other day sun rise with happiness.

Tears of tsunami also surround the
chicks. Looks wetted beauty of forest.

Every drop of tears fell down like from
leaves to leaves and hand fill full of tears.
Every tear says her write me in a line for him.

- Revan

Feelings came in dreams
But truth is so far of life.

Dreams converted into
Words. but poetries are
so far from modernity.

Friends came towards.
But so far from reality.

Feelings turn into love.
But they so far from the feelings.

- Revan

Somebody is there
But I can’t recall her
because she is just
a dream.

Somebody is there
She comes to me
just in a feeling
and drag the
sweetest memories.

Some body is there
But she never comes to
me to express her love.

Somebody is there
She never comes to
my heart. Because
she is just a sketch.

- Revan
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Mind become a garden
There is a feelings.
Dreams come to every
blinks of eyelids.

Mind become a garden
There is a colorful various flowers
Which attracts the dreams?

Mind become a garden
There is music of heart
Beats. Breath sings melodious song.
Heart beats background of song.

Mind become a garden
There is a love which
Beats for only one heart.

Mind become a garden
There are a lot of poetries
Which based on her every breath?

-Revan