- The first meet over years after they born.
- I seek you my husband!
- Summer time memory
- This is me
- My ribbon 🎀
- My garden of memories
- The weight of forgiveness
- Our genes
- My hardwork
- Take pause.. and look at back
- I keep myself loving him
- A pen is a weapon
- Human life
- Purana dilly – delhi old city
- Leadership qualities
- Love gives life to live
- India and USA
- Mystic eye!
- Me and in me!
- Corporate lawyer
- Romance
- We want in india
- His milky white!
- “Nilavarakundu”
- Stand Still!
- My mother!
- Chasing my silent strength
- Buildings with paint peel off…….
- My result in LAWCET
- Entrepreneur
- What we think !
- Advent
- The Birthday Boy
- Distance between three hearts
- Never forget roots
- I miss him
- My fashion designs
- Coursiv
- My husband my heart ❤️
- How it is ?
- My Dad!
- Country Girl
- Our tree of love
- Jai bolo Telangana!
- Remember
- Incurable diseases
- He and she
- Love is………
- Business
- Silent pain
- Love constantly inspires me
- My lines
- Make or break
- My life wasnt fairy tale but i was.
- Embrace
- Death to a cancer patient
- What makes you great
- How many days this harrasment
- Human life is great when you compare with animals
- Life in 20 more years.
- Psychology or science
- Lotus
- India and rising youth
- Made for each other
- My thoughts on nation building
- I will fight for my life
- God will not crush our dreams though they were to be
- Our celibate living
- My dream
- Today i am with myself
- My beautiful mothers
- If you learn at right time….
- My mom!
- We just say thank you …. Or sorry?
- Perfect
- She bits him…..
- My poetry by him
- My journey…..that is awaiting…..
**My Husband, My Heart**
I wish to be the reason behind all he does,
The reason for his smile when joy unfolds.
I wish to be the reason for his success,
The gentle strength that helps him become his best.
I wish to be the woman standing beside him,
Helping him shine through every season of life.
For whatever storms may come his way,
I long to be the part of his life that brings peace.
I mold his suffering into achievement,
And turn his struggles into stepping stones.
I mend the roads he walks upon,
Transforming them into gardens filled with flowers.
I inspire dreams within his heart,
And encourage him to make them real.
I am the woman who would do anything and everything
To help him find his place in this world.
I am his life, his wife, and his shield,
Standing between him and the troubles that seek to wound us.
I am his love, his comfort, and his care,
Making sure he eats well, rests well, and feels loved.
I walk first upon the path of thorns,
So his feet may find a gentler way.
I face the troubles meant for him,
So they may lose their power before they reach him.
Some may wonder why I love him this way,
With such devotion and tenderness.
Perhaps it is because I am older,
And have seen more of life’s lessons and trials.
Yet he is no child.
He is a man—perfect for me,
My husband, my companion, my life.
He is stronger than many,
Braver than most,
And richer in heart than anyone I have ever known.
It is easy for people to speak careless words,
But they miss the beauty of the man they never truly knew.
And I am blessed to know him,
To love him,
And
to walk beside him forever.
**— Jessy Jacob ❤️**










His is a fortunate heart to know such true love.