Fearing she will control his life, he never let her in his life.
Now, he has no control over his life.
A burning desire to be something,
A sweet wish to be somewhere,
An insatiable want to be a known identity,
An undying hunger to be successful.
It just doesn’t end,
It doesn’t satisfy,
It just grow bigger day by day,
And why shouldn’t it,
When life is made of dreams.
Pure is the heart that is innocent and childlike,
Pure is the heart that doesn’t cultivate hatred,
Pure is the heart that loves everyone around as human beings irrespective of any religion,
Pure is the heart that keeps away from violence in any form,
A pure heart is hard to find,
But don’t give up on keeping your heart as pure as you can.