Not the centre of the universe
How its like !
A chance that slips through
Like a quick sand
Each new move

A rail of misfortune
Thinking... goals should've been achieved

Irritated
******
Questioning the path taken
I thought everything was on my side

The river flows forward
Never disperse
Wishing for a same clear path

Adamant
Swimming all I knew
Is it a sign, convert
Indeed the sun doesn't only rotate in my world

Inoperable
Shall venture new domain
This one life
Find true purpose
Not to leave in vain

I get anguish
Distress
Is this perfect
I mean...

Looking through other poems
So accurate !
Elements well organised
Oh ! this has to be a human born in Pluto
Re- checking mine
Re- erasing myriad
Till it doesn't make sense

Checking the other poems
Beyond compare
At the bottom credits to AI
Yelling_ noooo ???

I against machines
Supreme as they are called

To the last day
Shall compete
Never ending reality

Embrace in nature
Breathing by the lake
Waking up to the birds' sounds
Watching rain through a window
The friendship bond
Staring at landscapes

Obsession of history
Comparisons
Ancient attire
Simplicity food for survival
Contemporary social life
New discovery giving indefinite fascination

When we come together
Its like a rebirth
Another exciting time
In each other's company
Laughter and comfort
Gets the best of us
Creating nothing into something
In gatherings we get the essence of life

Slow song playing on DVD
Glass of lemonade in the hand
Swirling through each lyric and melody
How difficult it can get
A slightest short night

Negotiations with a cunning master
Testing how skilled I can be
The core of patience
Almost cost me

How the dark !
Turn from cold to fire
A micro second,
Tables turn
The worst could shatter innocent angels

Reflection
Cause of tremor genesis
How we gotten through
A cry of regret

Drinking green lemonade
Wish for sweetness
Amidst sour

Time travel
To an era where
Morals treasured like silver
Respect handled like crystal
Honesty valued like a museum

Abstract of destruction
Amidst anger
A mix of storm and earthquake
Searching for serenity of silence
A phase of mountain hills to reach the peak
Till calm

Mind blowing like fire
Brain storming a next project
Poker face of calm and quiet
In the most lenient places
Rhythm of ideas flowing ready to be written

The earth is mine
When I have what I wanted
Realm of joy contagious
Only asking for it to stay that way

Déjà vu
All I had expected
Nolonger an ambition or dream
Actualness of reality
Proud, content, enthusiast
I've made it
Florescence above aspirations
A jubilation

So bright
Like a rose tree in sunshine
Aura of excitement
Bliss of beauty
Like aurora borealis
Sparkle of life
A mission to stay like this till eternity

A little to late
No regrets
Least happened when alive
Past now history
What I have !
A step of success
Further live in gratitude
A promise to disperse triumph

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