Saturday, November 1, 2014

An old addiction

I love the walls. They are my companion in the times of pleasure and sorrow. They witness my smiles and tears the month they take birth. They keep ready to take me in when I feel threatened by the mundane maneuvering of the world around. Despite being concrete structures, they are soft enough that I could rest my back against them and shed my worries away.  In return, I want my friends to be in good shape. The decor of walls is my passion, whether you have a big house or small, the walls can easily be managed without getting too much concerned about the space. They embraced the beauty so majestically and make you feel royal when you find yourself enshrined within beauty laden surroundings

1 comment:

Escapist said...

Well said,so is my room attached to me....

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