No barrier
A bridge exists

Mass of silence
Like broken crystals in light
Hearts glitter

Shy selves stare in denial
I paint it crimson
A carpet for us to meet
On the day of confessions
When I tell you
I prefer your existence as my lover
Life commitment as husband and wife
Children get old
Shall regain stability as two people in the entity of love

Less likely
We aren't one
Just fiery lovers
From a distance in silence

Before scrambling with words
Stummering
Not under the sun nor the moon
As well in the darkest tunnels couldn't speak
How sorrowful it is !
Too shy, timid and nervous to speak
Only to decide
Pen and paper my friends indeed
To write all that is there
The peak of confidence
Feels like levitating
That's when I write poetry

Would endlessly write poetry
With ease and comfort
You might not miss out on any note
When I write
Profoundly immense with soul
That's the happiness of poetry
If you ever receive...

Either sad or happy
Poetry still lies in the lines of life
Like waves back and forth enjoy the shoreline
That's the smoothness of poetry
Would wish to age with poetry
To the last days of life
That's the gratitude
How poetry eases emotions

Until then shall we write
With love till the end

Let me fall if I must
The one I am becoming will catch me
They say its a bubble of delusion
Confidence will throw me to the wrong side of life
Either wrong or right
Results should shine
I shall fall
Till when I can catch me

Weeping and frightened
Could differentiate white and black
Unarticulate skepticism
Wasted cognition
Not anymore

If it's levitating
I shall fall
If its spiritual awakening
I shall ...
If its self assurance
I shall fall
Till I catch myself finest

No more doubts
Living in the trust
Till watered plants bloom
The one am becoming will catch
A greatest