One day
I will read soulful verses
That lead
Some where
Once upon a time
And it will feel
So right

And
When I have writer's block
Somehow
Still I get reason to
Channel
And start again
An obvious life
Caressing the mind
Echoing the voice
With so much
More

And after all
Honestly
You deserve
Everything
That close
Where everything
Starts
With a whisper
And ends
With a whisper

No excuse
A gift of life
With
The right one

Check in, Is it time
to Check out, or maybe love
its time to pull up?

She is,  
Salt  
Sugar  
Spice  
Sometime, mixed perfectly  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Air
Water  
Fire
Sometime, what gets calm  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Portrait
Prose
Music
Sometime, what gets memorized
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Dawn
Day  
Dusk
Sometime, what inspires us  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Real  
Virtual
Abstract
Sometime, what gets connected  
Sometime, Let it be…  

She is,  
Silent  
Humble  
Human
Never she trades honesty.  
Never did she.  

Let it be…

Sometime, what we wish is miracle.
Let it be.

If only you knew

When I have to feel
Alive
Calm and peaceful
I think of you
And call it
A living

For me
Always
You are sacred
And not too far

You tried to make me believe
"You are virtual/abstract"
In a honest way
If so then
Ain't I, a living dead?
Or who else am I?

Striving for

With that

With that
Gravitating vibes
Balance
And harmony
Here I'm

Poetically Yours

The Mirror, that lie
Let me see myself
Pardon, your eyes