The negative thoughts inside my head blown into a multiple rays of hope for my goals in life adding some motivated aspects of my ambition triggered my inner sanctum to prolong the basic human emotions.

Battling through poverty was not my forte, and I didn't have the inkling of eluding them.

Even with my deepest soul I knew too well that all of these were just a stairs to heaven.

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.

They explored me high enough as mountain climbers reached the mountain tops.

The sparkling light inside of me multiplied billion times, hoping something beautiful will come along the way.

It was such a feeling of developing your inner self to the people who liked to dig deeper and deeper until you cannot fathom the deepest evil in you.

I wanted life that's comfortable enough for me, my ambitions and love.