They heard my poetry...
And asked,"Did someone break your heart?"
And I...who did not even have a crush!
smiled and answered," Poets are born with pain in their heart
and millions of universe in their mind."

I wish I had
A pair of wings
To fly away

My actions
cannot contain
the myriad
of dreams
I wish upon.

You might think I am silent.
But inside I've traveled
the whole world and back.

I've conversed with you
more than you know.
Finally what comes out
would be a 'Hi'.

My mind contradicts my heart
and my heart my mind.
I fail to get a word out
with all this commotion in.

I try to make sense
  of this mess
you dare call life.