To the unknown.

[Hadiya]

Avasanam ath sambhavichu.....

Enth

 

[Hodophile]

Enth

Oru ekadesha churukkam kitti

 

[Hadiya]

Oru ekadesha churukkam kitti

ഏതിന്റെ ചുരുക്കം

 

[ℇlαᖇα]

words are not enough to convey the intensity of our emotions love is so strong that it can't be fully expressed, but they hope that the person they love can feel it in their heart and prayers.

sometimes words are enough in this modern era to express love and compassion .... everyone (imean almost) in the world are holding their love as a time pass... if true love exist then its true that word s cant express the intensity of love

 

[Jack_v2]

Ningal iruthy valichanallle manasilakkane.

 

[Ihsan]

words are not enough to convey the intensity of our emotions love is so strong that it can't be fully expressed, but they hope that the person they love can feel it in their heart and prayers.

Some emotions are inexplainable but a hug, a kiss can explain a lot of emotions way better than words

 

[Deepak Kiran]

I can’t explain,
The ache that fills my soul,
When you’re not with me,
Sometimes,
Like the waves longing for the shore,
And the way the wind whispers,
Yearning for a soft touch.

I can’t explain,
The emptiness that consumes me,
When you’re away,
Sometimes,
Like a bird without its wings,
Or the way the stars twinkle,
Shining for your return.

I can’t explain,
The passion that ignites within me,
When you’re near,
Sometimes,
Like a flame craving oxygen,
Or the way the flowers bloom,
Reaching for your warmth.

I can’t explain,
The joy that overwhelms me,
When I see your smile,
Sometimes,
Like the rain after a drought,
Or the way the sun rises,
Bringing light to my darkness.

And as I close my eyes,
And feel your presence in the silence,
I know that no words can truly express,
The depth of my love for you,
But in every beat of my heart,
In every whispered prayer,
I hope you can feel,
Just how much I need you.

~Appu​

This is so nicely put into words

 

[Deepak Kiran]

I have seen the proudest stars
That wander on through space,
Even the sun and moon,
But not your face.

I have heard the violin,
The winds and waves rejoice
in endless minstrelsy,
Yet not your voice.