I talk about my dream..

Memories are your assets no money how much it is never balances the joy of ruminating them as it is never turns to less but magnifies to 2x beating the heart more and more as i see him feel him touch him on waters written by the sword waves of script that says you me we love that binds together..

Its am wee hours me with my another memory to take back home..

As i see listen write ... is just DREAM to make true...


What it makes him lovable??
Never ask this question to a mom about her son
Wife about her husband
Daughter about his dad
Patriot about his Nation
A prayer sung by devottee about God
A man witn his country National flag about its pride holding it....

So much to say never ending conversations
Every land i see
Every people i see
It makes me proud to be his love wife and dream.

Poetry to him is like sweet(laddu) in his mouth that melts to adorable thoughts which he would like to express with his heart which overflows with love for me and family.

People who love can only write poems..

So he made everyone to write so that their hearts fill with love..

I see meta AI in whatsapp there is tab write something about in a poem to express...


Writers are not born they are just made
Though lovers are born to remake their love affair.

I will keep on writing...

Waiting for reviews
Definitely i feel like volumes of my book published if i recsive one of his review...