my smile,
as if dreaming
a sunflower into verse,
and my mouth, full,
singing.

in my head,
the terrible albatross—

it points to death,
knows the names of the dead by heart,
and swallows my life in a single gulp.

my smile
frees itself,
a child at play,

as if I loved
every heavy bee
but slept among the clouds.

Then, being an introvert, I felt comfortable in my own bubble,giving a path for loneliness to enjoy myself. But now, I feel terrible to be alone because I am feeling your presence in each and every thought of mine.

no one
any country
any race
any nation
any work
does not make self great.

moods they have there changes they can come and go
what mood your mind is in you just never know
somedays they are good somedays they are bad
sometimes they are happy sometimes they are sad

you can never tell what your mood will bring
never ever know which way your mood will swing
take them as they come take them day by day
take it in your stride what ever comes your way

let my tears
bloom as flowers
i will lay them
at your feet

watch their colors
fade to whispers
turn to silence
while i weep

and when the hour
comes to wither
let my sorrows
burn and bleed

like dusk dissolves
into the sea
may the silence
softly keep

the flowers born
from all i weep
and if you ever
dream alone

of tears once sown
just know they bloomed
for you
and you alone