People come

If I speak
I always get connected
Though they have,
Nothing to do with it
I always get,
Connected through heart

Then I,
Start to dream
within the dream I invite them
secure place to stay
expecting much comfort, i hope them to feel

The journey begins
I get much connected
Though they may have,
Nothing to do with it.

At one point, dream stops
They move on,
I try to move

They say goodbye
Literally I don't know, what to do
Then,
without returning, last bye
I carry them in memory


Stay blessed
What I wish,
I wish my good memory
Somewhere it may be you

Even after.