āĻāϤ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āĻĒ⧇āϞ⧇

“āĻāϤ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āĻĒ⧇āϞ⧇ āĻāϤ āĻ•āĻĨāĻžāϰ āĻ–āϞāĻ–āϞāĻžāύāĻŋ āϕ⧇ āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āĻŽā§āĻ–āϟāĻŋ āĻ­āϰ⧇ āϕ⧋āύ āĻŦāĻž āĻ—āĻžāϙ⧇āϰ āĻ•āϞāĻ•āϞāĻžāύāĻŋāĨ¤ āϕ⧇ āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϰāĻ™āĻŋāύ āĻ ā§‹āρāĻŸā§‡ āĻ•āϞāĻŽā§€ āĻĢ⧁āϞ⧇āϰ āϗ⧁āϞāϗ⧁āϞāĻžāύāĻŋāĨ¤ āϕ⧇ āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϚāϞāύ āĻŦāϞāύ āϕ⧋āύ āϏ⧇ āϞāϤāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§‹āϞ āĻĻ⧁āϞāĻžāύ⧀āĨ¤ āĻ•āĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϘāϰ⧇ āϰāĻ™āĻŋāύ āĻĒ⧁āϤ⧁āϞ āφāĻĻāϰ⧇ āϝ⧇ āϟāχāϟāĻŦāĻžāύāĻŋāĨ¤ āϕ⧇ āĻāύ⧇āϛ⧇ āĻŦāϰāĻ°ā§āĻŖ āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻĒāĻžāĻŸā§‡āϰ āĻŦāύ⧇āϰ āĻŦāωāϟ⧁āĻŦāĻžāύ⧀āĨ¤ āĻ•āĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻžāĻŽā§āϰ āĻā§āĻŽā§āϰ āĻ•āĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āφāĻĻāϰ āĻ—āĻĄāĻŧāĻ—āĻĄāĻŧāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻ•āĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻĻ⧇āĻļ⧇āϰ āϕ⧋āύ … Continue reading “āĻāϤ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āĻĒ⧇āϞ⧇”

āĻ‡ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻĢā§‹āύ

** āĻ‡ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻĢā§‹āύ **      āφāϰ⧇ āĻ­āĻžāχ āĻāĻ•āĻŋ, āĻĒāĻžāĻ—āϞāĻšāϞ⧋ āύāĻžāĻ•āĻŋ āĻĻ⧁āύāĻŋ⧟āĻžāϟāĻžāϰāĻžāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻžā§Ÿ āϚāϞāĻž āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡āϟāĻžāĻāĻ•āĻž āĻāĻ•āĻžāχ āĻ•āχāϛ⧇ āĻ•āĻĨāĻžāϕ⧇ āϜāĻžāύ⧇ āĻ•āĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇,āĻ•āĻžāρāϧ⧇ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻ— āĻšāĻžāϤ⧇ āĻŦāχ āĻ–āĻžāϤāĻžāĨ¤Â āĻĒāĻžāĻ—āϞ āύāĻžāĻ•āĻŋ, āφāϰ⧇ āφāϰāĻāĻ•āϟāĻŋ āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡, āϰāĻžāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻž āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϚāϞāϛ⧇ āϗ⧁āϟāĻŋāϗ⧁āϟāĻŋ, āύāĻŋāĻœā§‡āϰ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§‡āϏ⧇ āϕ⧁āϟāĻŋāĻĒāĻžāϟāĻŋāϞāĻœā§āϜāĻžā§Ÿ āϰāĻžāĻ™āĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϝāĻžāĻšā§āϛ⧇ āĻ—āĻžāϞāϰāĻžāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻž āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϚāϞāĻ›ā§‡Â āύ⧇āχ āϤāĻžāϰ āϕ⧋āύ⧋ āϤāĻžāϞ,āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻāĻ•āĻž āĻāĻ•āĻžāĻ‡Â āϚ⧁āĻŽā§ āĻ–āĻžāĻšā§āϛ⧇ āĻŦāĻžāϤāĻžāϏ⧇āϕ⧇ āϜāĻžāύ⧇ āĻ•āĻžāĻ•ā§‡Â āĻšā§ŸāϤ⧋ āϏ⧁āύ⧀āϞ āφāĻ•āĻžāĻļ⧇āĨ¤Â āĻĢāĻŋāϰāĻ›āĻŋ āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžā§Ÿ āĻŽāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻŦāĻžāϏ⧇āĻāĻ•āϟāĻŋ āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡ … Continue reading “āĻ‡ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻĢā§‹āύ”

āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ

  āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻāĻ•āĻĻāĻŋāύ⧇ āϏāĻŦāϟāĻž āϭ⧁āϞāĻŋāύāĻž āĨ¤ āĻšāϝāĻŧāϤ⧋ āϰ⧋āϜ āĻāĻ•āϟāĻŋ āĻ•āĻžāĻĻāĻŋ, āĻāĻ•āϟ⧁ āĻŦā§āϝāĻĨāĻž āĻĒāĻžāχāĨ¤ āϰ⧋āϜ āĻāĻ•āĻžāχ āĻĻ⧁ – āĻāĻ• āĻĒāĻž āĻšā§‡āρāĻŸā§‡ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĻžāϰ āĻšā§‡āĻ¸ā§āϟāĻž āĻ•āϰāĻŋāĨ¤   āϤāĻžāϰāĻĒāϰ āĻāĻ•āϟāĻž āϏāĻ•āĻžāϞ āφāϏ⧇…āĨ¤ āϜāĻžāύāϞāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧ⧇ āϰ⧋āĻĻ āϟāĻž āĻ—āĻžāϝāĻŧ⧇ āĻāϏ⧇ āϞāĻžāϗ⧇ āφāĻ°Â  āϭ⧁āϞāϤ⧇ āϚāĻžāĻ“āϝāĻŧāĻž āϏāĻŦāϟ⧁āϕ⧁ āĻŦāĻžāĻˇā§āĻĒ āĻšāϝāĻŧ⧇ āϰ⧋āĻĻ⧇ āĻŽāĻŋāĻļ⧇ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĨ¤ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁āϟāĻž āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āϞāĻžāϗ⧇ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁ āĨ¤ āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āϏāĻŦāϟāĻž āϭ⧁āϞ⧇ āϝāĻžāĻ“āϝāĻŧāĻž … Continue reading “āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ”

āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻ•ā§āϤāύ

– āφāϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāĻŋ āύāĻžÂ  āĻŽāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻŦ⧇āĻĄāĻŧ⧇ āϝāĻžāĻ“āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻ­āϝāĻŧ⧇ āĨ¤ āϰ⧋āϜ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāĻžāϰ āĻ…āĻ­ā§āϝāĻžāϏāϟāĻžÂ  āĻ…āύ⧇āĻ• āĻ•āĻˇā§āĻŸā§‡ āĻ¤ā§āϝāĻžāĻ— āĻ•āϰ⧇āĻ›āĻŋ āĨ¤   – āĻāĻ•āύ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāϤ⧇ āϖ⧁āĻŦāχ āχāĻšā§āϛ⧇ āĻšāϝāĻŧ , āϤāĻŦ⧇ āχāĻšā§āϛ⧇ āύāĻž āĻĒā§‚āϰāĻŖ āĻšāĻŦāĻžāϰ āϝāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰāĻŖāĻžÂ  āĻāĻ•āύ āϏāĻšā§āϝ āĻ•āϰāϤ⧇ āĻļāĻŋāϖ⧇āĻ›āĻŋāĨ¤   – āφāϗ⧇ āĻ•āϤ āĻ­āĻžāϞ⧋āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŋ āĻ­āĻžāϞ⧋āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŋ  āĻŦāϞ⧇ āϞāĻžāĻĢāĻžāϞāĻžāĻĢāĻŋ āĻ•āϰāϤāĻžāĻŽ āĨ¤ āĻāĻ•āύ āĻāχ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āϝāĻžāϰ āĻ•āĻžāϛ⧇ āĻļ⧁āύāĻŋ , āϤāĻžāϕ⧇ āϖ⧁āĻŦ … Continue reading “āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻ•ā§āϤāύ”

āϤ⧋āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻšā§‹āĻ– āϏ⧁āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāϰ

āϤ⧋āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻšā§‹āĻ– āĻĻ⧁āĻŸā§‹ āĻ­ā§€āώāĻŖ āϏ⧁āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāϰ, āϝ⧇āύ āύ⧀āϰāĻŦ āĻœā§‹āĻ›āύāĻžāϰ āϭ⧇āϜāĻž āφāϞ⧋. āĻ“āχ āĻšā§‹āϖ⧇āχ āϤ⧋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āĻ›āĻŋāϞāĻžāĻŽ _ āφāĻŽāĻžāϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝ āϜāĻŽā§‡ āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āĻž āĻ­āĻžāϞ⧋āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž. āϤāĻžāχ āĻŦāϞāĻŋ, āϝāĻ¤ā§āĻŽ āύāĻŋāĻ“ āĻ“āχ āĻšā§‹āϖ⧇āϰ, āĻ…āĻ•āĻžāϰāϪ⧇ āϝ⧇āύ āϜāϞ āύāĻž āύāĻžāĻŽā§‡. āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€ āϝāĻĻāĻŋ āĻ•āĻˇā§āϟ āĻ“ āĻĻ⧇āϝāĻŧ āĻ•āĻ–āύ⧋_ āĻšā§‹āĻ– āĻĻ⧁āĻŸā§‹ āϝ⧇āύ āϭ⧇āϙ⧇ āύāĻž āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧ⧇. āϤ⧋āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻšā§‹āϖ⧇āϰ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋāϟ⧁āϕ⧁āχ,  āφāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€ āϏāĻŦ āĻšā§‡āϝāĻŧ⧇ āĻļāĻžāĻ¨ā§āϤ āĻĻ⧃āĻļā§āϝāĨ¤

Gratitude

is one of the simplest  but most powerful feelings in life. It’s not just about saying thank you, It’s about noticing the good in every day.     When you start appeciating even the small, ordinary moments, life beings to feel lighter, happies, and full of quiet blessings :

What is life?

Life is about adjustment between  Your feelings and Reality. There come many situatons in your  life where you have leave your  Emotions and accept the          reality 

MINE

You are mine —not to own, But because my heart chose you so  deeply that even in your absence, You still feel like home, With you, everything feels deeper  Safer, and real… and I love you  More than words can hold.

āύāĻŋāĻœā§‡āϰ āĻĻā§‹āώ

āĻĸāĻžāĻ•āϤ⧇ āϝāĻžāϰāĻž āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϝ⧇āϰ āϘāĻžāĻĄāĻŧ⧇ āĻĻā§‹āώ āϚāĻžāĻĒāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĻ⧇āϝāĻŧ, āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇ āϤāĻ°ā§āϕ⧇ āĻ•āĻ–āύ⧋āχ āĻœā§‡āϤāĻž āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āύāĻž, āĻ•āĻžāϰāĻŖ, āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāϟāĻž āĻŽāĻŋāĻĨā§āϝāĻžāϕ⧇ āϝ⧁āĻ•ā§āϤāĻŋ āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϏāĻžāϜāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĢ⧇āϞ⧇…āĨ¤

Conquered

Finally I’ve conquered something that I’ve been longing for … That I’ve been dreaming for… The life … The moments …the one that is pure and real called love … After all these years .. I’ve finally achieved something… It’s like the biggest win of my life … The one that I’ve always doubted of… … Continue reading “Conquered”

Feelings

Why it’s so hard to live someone… To express your feelings for someone… About how i feel about her… Maybe it’s because of the fear of oversharing… Fear of losing the bond the connection… But still we try to express our feelings to the person we love … By hook or crook … Isn’t there … Continue reading “Feelings”

Dream ✨

in english we say , ” I Dream Of You “ but in poetry we say : Even in the slience of sleep , my mind hums with the melody of your Name .

āĻ›āϞ

āϝāĻžāĻ“ā§ŸāĻž āφāϏāĻž āύāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āϝ āϚāϞ⧇ āĻ›āϞ⧇ āĻŦāϞ⧇ āĻ•ā§ŒāĻļāύ⧇, āϝ⧇āύ āϖ⧁āϞ⧇āĻ›āĻŋ āϞāĻ™ā§āĻ—āϰāĻ–āĻžāύāĻž āĻŦāĻŋāϞ⧋āχ āĻĒā§āϰ⧇āĻŽā§‡āϰ āĻĻāĻžāύāĻž, āĻ­āĻŋāĻ•ā§āώ⧁āĻ• āϏ⧇āĻœā§‡ āĻāϏ⧇āϛ⧇ āĻ•āϤ āĻļāϤ āĻĒā§āϰ⧇āĻŽ āύāϝāĻŧ, āĻĻ⧇āĻšā§‡āϰ āĻŽāĻžāĻ‚āϏ⧇ āϝāĻžāϰāĻž āφāϏāĻ•ā§āϤāĨ¤

Strong Prayer

Dear God, Thank You for granting me a new day. Please forgive my mistakes and clam my mind. Keep me safe today and fill  my heart with peace.  May this day bring new joy and Opportunities. God, I love and I  promise to share this prayer.                  Amen

āχāĻšā§āϛ⧇

āĻ—āĻžāϛ⧇āϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāĻŋ, āĻ—āĻžāϛ⧇āϰ āϤ⧋ āύ⧇āχ āĻ•āĻžāύ, āĻļā§€āϤāϞāϤāĻž āĻĻ⧇āϝāĻŧ āĻĢāĻŋāϰāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϜ⧁āĻĄāĻŧāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻŽāύāĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĨ¤ āĻšāĻžāĻ“āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇ āϛ⧁āĻŸā§‡ āĻŦā§‡ā§œāĻžāχ āĻ…āύ⧇āĻ• āĻĻāĻŋāύ⧇āϰ āφāĻļ, āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āϤ⧋ āϝāĻĻāĻŋ āĻĄāĻžāύāĻž āĻĻ⧁āĻŸā§‹, āϝ⧇āϤāĻžāĻŽ āĻĒāϰāĻŦāĻžāϏāĨ¤ āĻĸ⧇āωāϕ⧇ āφāĻŽāĻžāϰ āϏāĻ™ā§āĻ—ā§€ āĻ•āϰāĻžāϰ āĻ•āϰāϤ⧇ āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āĻŋ āĻ›āϞ, āϏāĻŦāĻžāϰ āφāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĢāĻŋāϰāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āφāύ⧇ āĻšā§‹āϖ⧇āϰ āύ⧋āύāĻžāϜāϞāĨ¤

Dear Bestfriend

I am not your “Heart” But I Miss You I am not your “Family” But I care for you I am not your “Blood” But I am ready to Share your pain Because I am your Stupid “Bestfriend ” who Always there for you.