Potery: My voice is voice of God!
Poetry: My is expression is of the poet!

Talk to me the way you talk to her
Look at me with passion and want
Hold me like your favorite pillow that you cuddle at night
Kiss me like you've never tasted anything sweet
Dance with my body
Dance with my mind
Dance with my soul

May be dis road I wanna travel
Is not for me

May be the thoughts I have
wanna fool me

But still I feel my mind approves right
may be dis dark sky seem to bright

I know what can I do
But still people tease me
I don't want others telling me what can I do

Dis is the road I wanna choose
I never complain for my wrongs
Coz I know I m only responsible for my rights

All I want people keep their opinion wid themselves
And let me rule my mind

you found the crack in my wall.
all of you has made its way in me.
beneath the well polished surface,
amidst the chaos and howling storms.
you feel at home.
comfortable in this awkward mess.
relating to my weirdness.
our demons nod in recognition.
we discover our compatibility
in our brokenness.

If we individually decide we've had enough
If we rise up and do what we want
If we respect each other and ourselves
If we destroy fundamental roles
If we pursue our own dreams
Then, and only then, will change happen
We don't won't change
We have never had that ripping hunger
For things to be different
For if we had, they would already be different
Existence is nothing
We must live

Shadows fill an empty heart as love is fading
From all the things that we are but are not saying
Can we see beyond the scars and make it to the dawn?

Change the colors of the sky and open up to
The ways you made me feel alive, the ways I loved you
For all the things that never died
To make it through the night, love will find you

What about now? What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?