What was love once

turned into memories,  

memories turned into ink,

ink turned you into poetry,

poetry made you immortal.

Need to be bold —
if you are to
take on the world.

Need to be bold—
if you are to take a stand
for what you believe in,
without the fear of
what the future may hold.

Need to be bold—
to accept the fact that
if you speak your mind,
you are going to have
more enemies than friends.

If you have wealth and money,

keep it to yourself.

If you have empathy and love,

share them with the world.

Billions of stars in the sky

only one close enough

is all it takes

to light up the earth.

Billions of people in the world,

only one special enough

is all it takes

to light up a heart.

Flowers blooming.
my garden filled with fragrance.
Butterflies everywhere.

If the harsh words you spoke

could ever rebound,  

you would have known

how painful they are.

I was just a misspelled word
you so easily erased
from the notebook of your life.

                  
Now,
how do I ever erase you —
the most beautiful poem of my heart?

Far far away from you

in some corner of the universe

somewhere in the unknown —

is there any place

I can call home?

A place of peace and quiet,  

where happiness also lives.

Sometimes, very rarely,
if you are lucky,
you might meet someone
out of nowhere—
who teaches you
to smile,
even when your heart
is heavy with pain
and your eyes
are filled with tears.

For the one you love

no matter how much you do

it never feels enough.