When they ask, "what do you want to be?"

"An example", just reply.

Let’s talk football

All about
Who,
Scored
Missed
Raised
Fell

Who,
saved the faith
went unexpected

Make time
Just  live the game

When I have nothing inside
I follow the lights
Ahead of me
To grow with grace

Taking a break
To gain something nice

You have to believe
I change my mind

I’m coming home

But,
Where I’m from?

Am I the soul?
Am I the myth?
Am I the stardust?
Or, the galaxy?

Am I the question
Or, the answer
Or, the silence in between

Or, am I the one,
Who lost the identity?
Or, the change
Time waiting for

When I have nothing inside
I follow the lights
Ahead of me
To grow with grace

Taking a break
To gain something nice

You have to believe
I change my mind

I’m coming home

But,
Where I’m from?

Am I the soul?
Am I the myth?
Am I the stardust?
Or, the galaxy?

Am I the question
Or, the answer
Or, the silence in between

Or, am I the one,
Who lost the identity?
Or, the change
Time waiting for

Last night
I counted stars up to 3 millions

Now, it’s your turn

Yes, I see people
Near and far
Getting closer to me
Too close, as if they care me
More than I care myself

They pretend
I accept, even knowing it

I am peaceful, but
When I’m ill
People irritate me

They ask,
The same nonsense question
How are you?

I don’t have that strength to speak
Though they want to hear
The same,
Their sense wished for

I wish I could answer
The truth, accordingly
Don’t discuss nonsense
In front of me

When I’m ill, I just want to
Be vacant, be next to
The loved ones.

Let’s spend more time
With humans
Less with machines

Let’s talk about
Human connections
Where to, built bridge

Let’s begin now
Sleep/Hibernate or/and
Shut down walls, what keep us virtual

Let’s live being real
Discover a true account
In being

Plz.
Don’t forget

To breathe

A proclaimed
Time Vampires

Accompanied by dogs
Shaking heads, Yes-way
Those forget to bark, but
Trained to shake tail

Trust me
I purely believe

Me too
My niece said

What

If we don't do evil
Do we have to pray?

I felt
She is an Angel

Alas!
She behaved like a human

A modern human
Too complicated
Too centered

That day fragrance said, I’m a Rose
Soft
Sensible
Soulful
Silent
Peaceful
Delicate
Beautiful

He­ understands,
To handle with care

“Umm, do you got thorns?”,
he asked

No way, fragrance replied

Peace embraced
Gateway to the soul
Essence of the Rose spread

The More

What are you doing?

I was busy
Enjoying,
Every single drop of rain,
Dropped over me
Taking a deep breaths

Making myself
A priority

Nothing more

She said,
You are too emotional.

But, you are dead
What I felt.

At the end of the day
Confessing Moon
With a forbidden
Whisper

I asked, how many times
You smiled?

Worth plagiarized of

Even If
My name is there

You know
You are, the co-author
Of the Anthology

Appreciate you
A lot
For the topics

You will stay forever
In the memory

I am close to everyone
Open to you.

It was started with
“This is a Poem”
The first, not too long

After THIS,
I was inspired from
THAT,
HE,
SHE,
IT,
THEY
And sometime WE, too
Getting fuel to write

Now,
It feels like Perpetual
The Journey continues

Early morning
She asked, “what is inside your mind?”

I replied, “Beautiful You."

Really, how much?

I write, a word BEAUTIFUL
Underlined it,
That close,
You touches my life

Finally, I transferred the soul
BEAUTIFUL started to pulse
And it turned to be
A Masterpiece

Poetry and Poet
Ever since.

Love always changes
People
Whom it is concerned
I sense that change in Poet/Poetess
Faster

While in Love
The Dark writer change their trend to Peace

Out of Love
The Peace writer change their trend to Dark

But,
Never stops writing
To free their soul.

For sure
More than him/her
They love their words.

My concern to
The Central Bureau of Statistics (CBS)
Whenever it publishes
Updated data of
The Martyrs of love

Imagine,
What count it be?

And,
The utmost concern is,
The sensitivity and specificity
If they will include,
Me and you, or not.

Last plea to CBS,
Let it reveal
The total counts of,
The serial killers of trust,
With classified gender

So that,
There will be less sufferers
Then after.