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Art of Love

Love is a sentiment of human being, originate in human heart, grow with a man and a woman, terminate when the end of this universe.

Art is a different thing, can give human a smile, so also tears and ease. Art is a medicine to patient hence it is sacred.

This is a blog that mixed them both to console true lovers' thirst.

Life-blessing of humanity

Art-spirit of life

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Poet-lover of heaven

Send Her Some Love With A Gift of Flowers

What if you have some bucks in your pocket and you want to give your loved one a gift? Then do not think further. Buy a Flower or a bouquet. Then let the miracle happen.

Friday, August 20, 2010

I Didn’t Feel

The days I step through path of love
Holding your hands with you
Still I can’t understand why
I didn’t feel the fact that
Those hands I was holding
With full of love
In near future
I’ll never be able to
Hold them again
With a such lovely feeling
And step with you
Through that lovely path
Which I stepped with you
With full of love
Pouring out of my heart

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The Day

The day you left me
My heart cried for you
Tear drops started
Their playing on my face
The aching noise of my heart
Still suffer my soul

Though you left me dear
I can't do as you
Then I asked from my heart
Why, why can't you forget
The heart says me
There is no room for another
The beat of my heart
Says only your name
The reason I can't
Forget you my dear
That my heart is
Weeping for you

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

In This Long Night

In this long night
Stars tell me please
Where she sleeps
In this long night
Moon where hey you been
Stars tell me please
Where she sleeps

Shining in the dark sky
She disappeard
My eyes are wet Because
I'm alone now

Oh...... I'm crying
Oh God..... I'm crying
I can't help crying
As you are my life blood

In A Rainy Day

It was raining
I was dreaming
You were leaving
Heart was paining

Eyes were crying
Noice was hiding
Tears were falling
Heart was aching

Dreams were vanishing
Life was ruining
Pain was increasing
Heart was dieng

Monday, November 17, 2008

Gloomy Night

In a gloomy night
I felt something
But I couldn't think
What it was

After few seconds
I feel that
You are not with me
So what did I feel

My dear, can you guess
What my feeling was
Now it's clear
That feeling was solitude