I am energy,
not heaven sent.
I carry the world.
I stand unbent.

I am power,
of silence and sound.
I am no puppet.
I stand unbound.

I am universal,
where truth is spoken.
Night turns to morn.
I stand unbroken

All I need is pen and paper
To calm  myself,
Let all my emotions out

I let the words flow out freely
As I shut myself from the world,
From the inevitable reality

I never found any means of escape
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide

So stuck in paranoia
Until I found poetry
Finally, an escape from reality

Since then, I felt more alive
More free
Happier than I'll ever be

I'm glad to have found this route-
Every poet's sweet escape.

How intensely I love you,
You wouldn't ever know,
But you know it is true...

How truly I love you,
You'll always know it,
Just till we meet at all..

How actually I love you,
You can only then know,
When we will really meet.