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It is only when the sparrow has learned to dance
the hawk exploits the theatrics of the sky It is only when the hawk has the needle in its eye the sparrow learns to muster magic to fly. -jaspreet mann Like the spell of a magical sky studded with twinkling stars
woman, you are beautiful beneath the shadow of your scars the cartography of your skin is mapped with unseen wars the landscape of your love is a canvas of unwritten memoirs. The storms of Saturn and the rings of Jupiter orbit your eyes woman, the cosmos of your beauty is in this planet's sunrise the poetry on your lips is Aphrodite singing songs in disguise the contours of your body are the softness of a million butterflies. The verses of Gita, the psalms of Bible fade in your blinding light woman, you are a silhouette walking out of the shadows of night the screams in your silence are question marks burning bright the silence in your screams is an answer exploding with dynamite. They call you queen, they call you goddess in earth's domains woman, you are eternal in the valley of thorns and bloodstains the secret of your smile lingers in the bondage of your chains the song of your survival is a sword unsheathed in hurricanes. - Jaspreet Mann How dumb and obtuse to think that a woman of substance is known by Chanel bags and shoes!
Cut into the quick of the night
silent in the nocturnal fright a tiger on the prowl a lion on the line a roar, a growl the lost wings of midnight quiet as the rage of light a hyena playing foul a fox on the grape vine a lament, a scowl the long ledge of flight hope ready to bite. - Jaspreet Mann I appreciate the woman with a healing heart. The woman with a broken past. The woman who has been lied to. The woman whose spirit has been crushed. The woman who has been taken for granted. The woman whose love has been misunderstood. The woman who has been used and mislead. The woman who has placed her energy and warmth in the wrong hands. The woman who has gone through trials and troubles - I appreciate her because she still manages to stand on two feet. She still manages to breathe when the room around her shrinks. She still manages to smile and laugh on cloudy days. She still manages to love even though the world has been unkind to her, she still manages, to live. She wakes up every morning with the hope that there will be a miracle, there will be a spectacular dawn.
That woman, I appreciate her. My heart is a field of feldspar brittle, hard, unyielding, far somewhere in its depths lurk the debris of breaths lost in an unforgotten war. - jaspreet mann  You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see a smart woman with a dumb guy. -Erica Jong #LoveTheresaMAY&PhilipMAY #PERFECTCouple Pic courtesy: RT Now  In tough times, everyone has to take their share of the pain.
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