Damage is like wind When blown it can never be taken back There is always a sensation left Deeply cutting for life And when the cut starts to heal There is always a scar left.....

Creativity; a word that is stuck in our brains We're expected to but aren't allowed to let new ideas rain.... The world has limited our thoughts but expects us to think outside the box There are thousands of possibilities, but billions of limitations 'Creativity': is it just a hallucination?

Rain, The only thing that seems to make me happy now The wind, the droplets Somehow bring life into me This is when nostalgia hits This is when everything feels good willed.....

Have you ever thought about in depth about nature? How it so perfectly connected to our lives... The clouds are full of imperfections The flowers also take time to bloom Even the mountains have their ups and downs And several leaves connected to each other remind that we are not alone...