i hate this feeling
like i'm never good
enough or kind enough
or assertive enough or
positive enough or
smart enough or
creative enough or
just enough in general
i feel disposable and
replaceable and
the worst is when i
realize these aren't just
thoughts they're
reality

Look no further
For poetry is within you
Let the soul flow freely
Listen to the quiet murmur
Tranquil, flows feelings
Time is on an eternal journey
Mind maps the path
Life’s notebook adds a blank page
For everyday anecdotes
Let the blood flow happily
Take the nature’s course
Every journey a revelation
Look no further
For poetry is within you

Please dissolve your feelings
And make an exciting concoction
Let’s drink from the cups of love
For passion swims freely sans words
Let love flow freely between our souls
Get drunk and enjoy the stupor
Let’s meet at the confluence of love
And drown ourselves in ecstasy

Sing me a song o' morning birds
Invite your friends to join the chorus
Let the morning begin with your songs
You flew from afar to make this morning beautiful
Your songs will stay in my heart forever
You bring the distant dreams near me
Making my heart hopeful
I shall also give wings to my dreams
Please carry my dreams to distant lands
Paint an artistic pattern across the lovely blue sky
I will wait for your return o’ messenger
For now let me drown in this beautiful ambience
My heart wants to get up and dance
My feet will match the rhythm of your songs

Across the blank pages
The poet’s heart sleeps
Stretching the soul languidly
As feelings stretch to words
Etched are the elegant lines
The soul becomes a contortionist
With amazing grace and flexibility
The lines grace the blank pages