Our purest deeds are those done subconsciously. Otherwise they are biased.

Feel for your self the runes of nature they are the mark of evolution

The world is a stage. Life is an act... Just a balancing act.

We do things, and forget, and when our acts come for us, we don't know

We realize after the time has passed.

Don't let us be sad over the countless flaws we made cause the imperfection in our soul protects the perfection in our heart

History keeps on repeating, conflicts hold whilst love is fleeting.

Remember, you can still be articulate & rational,
while crying your heart out.

Your tears are your strength & love overflowing; not your weakness

Looking at me quiet, do not think I am bored, please stop! with thy sympathy.

Quietness is not a sign of boredom.