You are the mark on my liquid heart
where love begins with the beginning’s start
You are the desire of the ablaze fires
the only truth from ten-thousand-liars

From the poem- A Letter to My Love

Every morning
before the birds start
trilling me their stories,
I give birth to a new love
through my same old heart
when a lake’s placidity
finds life in the swans breath
Only for you...

From the poem 'Only For You

Love is the heart of a heart

Written soul is called poetry

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.

Your lips are sweet,
and your eyes are precious to me.

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.
...

The sky can never be frozen
because its vastness has chosen
all warmth of our lives as we look above
with unbreakable hearts armoured in love