People speak so many words in order to express feelings, yet I gave up on words when I realized that verbalization tends to often be a waste. I don’t believe in words anymore. Sure, they’re beautiful, but there is a huge difference between saying and doing things. Like the difference between the cold perfect roses bought in a flower shop only on Valentine’s Day and the simple wild rose picked from a fence and brought as a surprise in the evening just to steal a kiss from your lover. You see, it’s true, nothing is more articulate than a kiss. … Continue reading The Art of Silence

I am struck by how easily some people change their love, as if it were merely clothing to be exchanged. This fluidity in shifting from one partner to another reveals much about human nature. When we commit to another, we begin a journey of discovery—not just of them, but of ourselves. However, in this intimate mirror, we often avoid the truths it unveils, choosing instead to acknowledge only what is convenient and transient. The pretext for our shifting affections lies in the annoyances that arise, the passion that once burned bright now dulled by the complexities of life. We seek … Continue reading The Fluidity of Love

How to stop time: kiss. In the tender embrace of a kiss, time stands still. The world fades away, leaving only the warmth of another’s touch, the soft whisper of breath, and the beating of hearts in unison. It is in this fleeting moment that we find eternity, a timeless connection that lingers long after the kiss has ended. How to travel in time: read. Through the pages of a book, we embark on journeys to distant lands and forgotten eras. Each word is a portal, each sentence a bridge to another world. We traverse the annals of history, walk … Continue reading Time

Love promised to remember, but not at that moment. Perhaps tomorrow, with the dawn’s gentle touch, it would fare better. She delighted in the thought of helping it, confident that when the time came, she would have the answers. The world, a tapestry of deceived souls, remained separate from Love, which, in its purest form, simply did not remember. Out of habit and necessity, we replaced God with prayer and happiness with poetic musings. Verses became placeholders for our yearnings, read in the stillness of night while Love remained elusive. We rewrote these verses repeatedly, forgetting the essence of Love … Continue reading The Forgetful Love

Love, a wandering vagabond, drifts through the corridors of our lives, donning a thousand faces, each more enigmatic than the last. It merges seamlessly into every scene, a chameleon of emotions, blending into the tapestry of our existence. Yet, amidst this ever-changing masquerade, there exists a singular soul, a beacon of constancy, whose gaze pierces through the veils of disguise. On the winding path of life, it is this soul that offers us that unforgettable look in the eyes, a look that transcends the ephemeral nature of love’s many guises. It is a look that speaks of recognition, of a … Continue reading The Unforgettable Gaze