Your cruel, voracious lips devour me silently into the darkness of the room, while I'm asleep. Your gentle touch awakens me, gives me the thrills.This ain't a regular romance where the bride and groom dance and live happily ever after. Not even close! Not a chance!

It has been a while since I have touched my camera and took any photos. Maybe too long! Like most of the people I know, I usually rely on my smartphone to immortalize any fun, interesting or grand moments. The little time I have left doesn't allow longer periods of time nor the strength to go around the city carrying my camera or the lenses.

Life is a complex tapestry of experiences, emotions, and interconnections. From the grandeur of nature to the depths of human emotions, we witness a delicate balance that governs our existence. We have all experienced at one point in our lives the profound wisdom found in the universal principle of balance. Everything that is empty gets filled, anything that perishes is reborn, and what goes around, comes around. Whether we call it karma, destiny, or life's cycle, this inherent equilibrium shapes our journey through life.

Life is a remarkable journey, filled with moments of joy, love, and countless memories. However, woven into the fabric of our existence is an inevitable truth: the loss of loved ones. While death is an integral part of life, it does not diminish the profound impact it has on our hearts. Among the most painful experiences is the loss of a parent—a loss that shatters the very foundation of our existence. Loosing a parent makes us delve into the depths of grief, exploring the emotions, challenges, and navigating the healing process is not always easy.

Dear Lil,If my heart could talk, would have lots of stories to tell but none of them would beas good as ours! Turning from an insomniac into an aphrodisiac; my pulse goes high, I lit up, victims of love, reborn over and over.

When you awake, bereft and alone, Loneliness grips you, a relentless drone. Questions swarm your mind like champagne's bubbles, Each one popping, leaving you in troubles.Who stood by your side when you needed a hand? When did they vanish, like shifting sand? Was it all a charade, a cruel game they played? A shattered mirage, leaving you betrayed.