“Soulmates Aren’t Just Lovers.”

Dear me,

You're nothing .

Sometimes i feel bad for feeling good

Somedays i love the sunsets, somedays the Sunflowers and most days, both.

Anneshwa Paul

my forever mood

Being touristy in your own city is a different kind of happiness.

@bhoomisworld 💛

Sa‘id ‘Aql, tr. by Matthew Sorenson and Naomi Shihab Nye, from Modern Arabic Poetry: an anthology; “The Book of Roses”

light at the end of the tunnel.

Maybe

In the echoes of my being reside the shattered pieces of yesterday, yearnings of today, and curiosity of tomorrow. In the lonely existence of this moment, the echoes get louder in the vacuum of my brain.

-Anneshwa

Gorgeous photo by @marinalaurel 💛

Moscow metro

A sunny morning, loud chirps of the morning birds, and soothing mellow hymns of the rustling leaves

Books make me feel like i belong.

They give my mind wings,

and hence i fly.

Warm my heart,

and let my ego melt.

Make me feel all the emotions

that I've never felt.

My partner for warm and cold nights,

helped me twinkle in the darkest times.

Never make me feel lonely,

a friend in disguise,

like the sun under the bright blue sky.

Even when melancholy pours,

so does sadness in my heart.

I keep you close,

you're a part of me.

- Anneshwa