Teacher asked a reserved student
"What do you want to be?"

He replied, "Alive"

Just alive

When a poet has
Writer's block
He will
Embrace the sky
Get lost in the oblivion
Adore the magic of
The moon
Feel the warmth

And words have a way
In words
He writes
Hello there!

If I could
I would
As it is

Thanks for the memory

Many moons ago
With sips of exotic coffee
And a fluid conversation
Laying next to her
Drowning in her eyes
With ambient so tranquil
Celebrating gravity of being
And beauty so real
With emotive senses
And precise words

With last sip
Finally he proposed her

"Come live in my heart"
"And stay musing"
"And let me embrace you"
"At soul level"
"Like a poetry"

Looking into his eyes
With next sip
She replied

"You're welcome"
"You have touched my trust"
"I want to read you"
"In more ways, than one"
"Like a poetry"

With
A thought of you
A poet picks up his pen

Sometimes
The path we step
Might be narrow
Yet set
Our minds
Free
That worth the ride

Basically the soles
Of the shoes know
Where we’ve been

Look at them
For future references

To appreciate
The presence
Do accept
The absence