Truth cannot be used as the mean of cruelty.
Love overrides all the human values & virtues...

Butterflies stroke the
velvet fur of gardens while...

I cannot live without you,
without you by my side, in my heart...

I was tiptoeing on the bough of a bird’s elation...
As much as the bird was clinging onto my finger...

Just for an aeon
I am left, in this moment...

She always dances from the navel of her skirt!
Horizons are always very...

She always dances
amid her skirt...

Do you remember our panting in an aquarium,
all wet and sweaty...

Mama, I cannot defeat you.
I cannot even fight you...

Such a strange affair
in between here and there...

An hour passed,
pausing time...

She put on a mask
realizing her old self...