Diary of a MYSTIC

Understanding is freedom



Making love

‚ÄčThe root of beauty has pierced my soul, And the marvel of passion has carved thousands lines on palms of my heart. Ending is close, the wounds are bare and my soul is fertile. Inside me, borders are disappearing in... Continue Reading →


Beloved poetry …

Heart gets heavy, Before you come, I must change again, Before dawn. I hear your footsteps, Heart trembles, And body becomes weightless. Something races in my blood, And my womb expands In a new air. Alert, quiet, passionate, in love... Continue Reading →

The home of Beloved

‚ÄčI open my eyes and see nothing, I close my eyes and see everything. I dance over troubles and bunt dreams,  I reach out and touch the peak of mountains, Dive deep in ocean of my heart and encounter shy... Continue Reading →

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