White

White(Poem) I overheard the streets talking about you.The morning with friendly greetings of your peaceful reign.The sun stretching its golden arms across the plains.The sky wrapped by the shining stars.As bright as white, as white as bright is your sight.As white as wool is the brightness of your hair.White as peace is the atmosphere aroundContinue reading “White”

It is not by emotions.

Recently, I noticed I was becoming emotional. Yeah! I’m not the ‘super emotional’ type not because I don’t have emotions, but I think you get me, right? Yes. ThanksSo, I became so emotional that it began to reflect in my prayers and thoughts. You want to know what I was emotional about right? Of courseContinue reading “It is not by emotions.”

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