Shayari Bazar

it is complete new morning with new possibilities .outside of window there r soft sunlight reminding that there is no reflection of yesterday .I wake up today with the touch of new sense of life is a blessing.last many years after dark shade when I received a shower of day light - I felt that is it.who I am ?no one special .like you all who are trying to live everyday I am among of them.around me my smile happiness some invisible force is always taking care every moment.it is him- whoever it is- does not matter.he is the power who pushed me to move to the light.he loved to see me smile or to be happy at any cost.he is the invisible force - I want to touch and feel.while he is keeping me secure .he is letting me to fly .fly high.i am flying with knowledge,love,creativity.i am laughing inside of his arm.if I am mixing with other guys at social sides - a little jealous this invisible power .next few days after those guys profile are lost from my page.I wonder his dedication to create me .he is careful about my freedom- my progress ,he is careful that I must dance under his secure shelter.I am this invisible lovable person's life long creation.he is little extra in everything.but can't share me.he pretend that he is matured enough but he is still finding me inside his soul.my love - gave me a beautiful ground of life where if I move I get him ,his care ,his love everywhere. why? why he is creating me ? why he is loving me? why he is not ready to miss a moment of me?he is invisible- though I get his essence close to me. I hurt him -- he still strong more and slowly grab all my pain what I can not even imagine.my invisible love does not like to hit me a inch-- but he want me to be happiest one alone without ask him to visible.I love him.but want to feel him ,see him -- I am his creation --I am his soul ----I know I am the mirror where he check his makeup regular .I am waiting to have his glance- because he is jealous --of my friends if they are boys-- I guess .he want me more .he can tell me but hiding.i like to have him before die atleast once near to me if so .if he is in love with me as more than mehis invisibility will turn into a visible part in my soul.he gave me my smile-- I gave him nothing.still he is creating me like an artist