I've no right nor reason
to claim what I'm not
nor should I ever consider
I'm worthy to be well-thought
of.   For the world passes by
for everyone and I'm not even seen
lining up in an anxious queue--
staying away from the crowd
is my mantra.  Crying aloud
is not part of my agenda--

knowing what I am
and what I am not
makes me sober
and that I never forgot-

I'm in the sun
I'm in the rain
I don't seek pity
though I live in pain-

I'm in summer
I'm in winter
I'm where destiny leads
come whatever the weather

and this I do know
and hold dear
life has its misery
but also splendour

dreams and hopes
love in resplendent wonder
the heart has its own reasons
the endless adventurer

I've sailed the seas
traversed the wildest plain
I've walked in the thickest snow
given another chance, shall dare again

none does and never shall know my name
the night at its appointed time shall descend
under the patient watching stars I'll lay down to rest
in a faraway make-shift tent.

It is true what they say about poets,
We live more passionately,
Give more freely,
Open ourselves to doors of hidden fantasies.

I want the world to ******* happiness,
Smile at every embrace,
Remember that every being that is,
Is connect beyond.

Our darkness will feed others too,
We must consistently choose to host
the beauty with in us,
Because the blackness it is
all to tempting.

Shrubs of secrets,
With berries shaped like my white lies.

I wanted more for us,
I’m left empty, empty, hallow
With no desire

Yet every poem ends with you,
So maybe hold that no desire.
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I want to be free of this,
But just how to let you go,
No turning back, eyes wired shut,
That I may never know