It is easy to make a smile into tears. But it is hard to make tears into smile
Tears of love is delicious than smile of hatred. But everybody likes to taste smile of detestation.
All poets are silent mads. Every poem reflects its owner's madness.
Night is dark not because of nothing in it. Night is dark because of it is filled with every thing.
When we close our eyes we can see everything in our mind. Like that nature closes its eyes in night and sees everything happens in its mind