Every body has an aim in his or her life; my destination is to be in the zone, of saturated treasure, a palace. A wealthy saturation I felt myself in anticipation. I need your love and sympathy in the form of precipitation. I feel you in the heaven of condensation. The lovely drops of your precipitation fall down into my brooks, later join into my blood vessels of rivers and flow to my mother of ocean deep inside my salty cradle. I know that you are so tired to travel so long a long journey to get my place through the cold dark wildness arising from the heated eruption that led to your fate flying towards my emancipating self.
Though the bridge of our love seems strong the seems that held the cloth have I have starched for so long in expectancy of our downpour. Before you reach my palace and saturate my thirst of love, some part of your souls are evaporated and transported on the journey. My fasting you quench in the gaping fangs glistering with dew unfound than in my foes mouths.
With the monsoon docked in my bay, I received your messages through the routes of surface runoff, through flow and base flow. I extremely felt that your capacity of infiltration and percolation are very strong. So my folders are nearly full now that my surface storage and base storage are full of your messages. So I do not have extra folder to keep your upcoming lovely messages. How long will I stay in to never get out in the drained off yet alpine wind that would sweep my emotions away in to the cold, blank, white snow sliding down into the isles of iced tears.
Sometimes, I really feel that you are so silly that you are sending me a lot of messages and make me worry about management and safekeeping when mine secrets are mined out by others that well my oils only to slip away in due time. So I feel sad and angry about you. My tears will up roughly and carry down our beautiful homes of nature and make many wounds on other people’s heart. You know well, these wounds that I made, take long to recover when draped in the fog of pride.
So people around me always blame and thunder, I did everything wrong, yet their light shines on no ground. So they took revenge on me by constructing big dams to flood my life in sentence unfolded and release many filthy things in my channels of rivers. So eventually it polluted our love and life together.
So I send this reply to you with a strong request that keep balance between you and me for having a happy and wonderful future.
Hello, I got your blog from my friends. I liked your blog.
Do you take philosophy in University ?
Thanks.