Day by day, everyday , I understand myself more, which leads to understanding others more. Nevertheless, I am still like an unknown island which is waiting to be found by an anonymous traveller. And hence, if I have not found myself yet, how can I find someone else to complement me? This journey has taken so long time and still I feel like it has begun now. And contradicting this, I have realized the nature of my thirst. I am now fully aware of what will quench it ? And believe me, it's not another person. Finally, I have understood that no one can complete me by being with me. I am born to be an incomplete thing. Because incomplete things are the most beautiful and I am beautiful. I am like a drunkard. But, it's beauty and love that I get drunk on. Beauty of words, beauty of music, love for everyone and everything, these are sources of my intoxication. Everyone has five senses and few have six. And I think, I have seven, seventh being able to feel beyond all these six and all those six at the same time. Perhaps, many people think about themselves the same way. So what? each traveller has his own destiny and I am happy to walk futher without knowing who are my fellow partners taking the same path, accompanying each other and yet being a lonely wolf in the pack. I bless them wholeheartedly.
The men in love They are so beautiful The men in love wearing their hearts on sleeves looking at you from daybreak to eve high on mere forehead kisses dying to fulfill your wishes audacious enough to make you cry and still will hold you till you say a loving goodbye pretending to go on days without you and making it through midnight rains running to you mischievous with that little smile when they catch you looking at them for a while all the brothers and fathers in the world they come in one ...
You have a beauty of word.... Keep it up
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