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61 " I don't dream of a ceiling fan which is always here spinning above my head. I dream of a cool weather "
― Munia Khan
62 " The Sun can rise anytime in your dreams. And there night may fall anytime as well. "
63 " Sleep like you can never be deadDream as if you have a soul inside your head "
64 " The answer of life struggles in between two kinds of people- those who live to dreamand those who dream to liveAsk them the question about death if they can truly conceive "
65 " Dream is an expensive ornament to adorn your hope "
66 " Unfortunately in today’s world a liar seems to be more reliable than a truthful honest man. "
67 " Life is always more beautiful and worth living when you are capable of enjoying the beauty of nature "
68 " ...and when we die we die alone I cry, I cry aloneLike a piece of stone I am thrown into the wavy ocean of lifeto atone...to atoneOnly to atone... "
69 " Live to revel in just another twilight. Life may sink and disappear along with the sunset never to rise again "
70 " Women are like locked diaries that men expect to read like open books. "
71 " Poverty's simplicity has an inexpensive beauty rooted in it, which the rich can never afford to buy "
72 " No living thing is ugly in this world. Even a tarantula considers itself beautiful "
73 " Ocean separates lands, not souls.. "
74 " I grasp words for the sake of clutching My mind considers them heart touchingRight then I write for my reader's pleasureNot knowing what distance a soul can measure "
75 " Life becomes meaningful with a loving heart's gift Upon the ocean of gratitude soul's boat adrift Invisible expectancy tossed and turnedFrom the light of memories a blessed ray earned "
76 " A smartphone is an addictive device which traps a soul into a lifeless planet full of lives "
77 " Rain, Aren’t you my soul’s joyful tearsonly longing for the sky to be happy? "
78 " Gym is a sacred place which makes your life feel worth existing by putting effort of care into the home of your soul called body! "
79 " Written soul is called poetry "
80 " Old soul cries through the tears of a newborn "