i’m not compatible
With any codes or formats of the human animal
i’m an identity cannibal
With hungry dementors creeping out my finger holds
i’ll sink my teeth in any other being until i become actual
That’s simply transnational
i’m fictional until proven factual
But what can i truly be called?
i sometimes wonder if i’m an extraterrestrial
Or i could be a disease
You probably wouldn’t even notice
That next to you and inside me too i’m not part of your species
But believe me
If i could be a human i probably would be
Instead of living in the facade of my human personality
Maybe i could be a demigod
A diverging half person while merging with a centaur
Maybe as a child, while meek and mild i was left on the step of a synagogue
And monks and priests prayed over me and summoned up my human parts
Or maybe i’m a deception
And during birth i fell to earth and grew up into a desk job
But late at night when out of sight i transform into an autobot
Tare off my human skin and do some tricks in the parking lot

Or maybe i’m just a person
Who doesn’t really fit into any kind of person list and
Just maybe my ways are little bit reversed and
Maybe next week i’ll send this verse in
Bold letters into the universe and
Just maybe it will send me a tombstone and a hearse and
i’ll just die to the self outside of myself
And become an actual person

One life changing decision
to get out of the self abase

The determination to fulfill
the only dream to get out of the lifeless pace

keeping aside all the challenges
irrespective of health, work and other urban race

Thou flew to an unknown territory
Keeping aside all the emotional slake

The first eyesight on the mistic mountains
Got the heart pounding from above the sky's trace

A very warm welcome
Expected, unepxtected emotions flow as grace

Those long journeys on an autobot
witnessed the relentless beauty and its gace

The dust, the heat, the sand, the rain, the sky
all bestowed their blessings on the way

The surreal mountains, rivers, desserts, pathways
are an experience of a lifetime in a perfect present phase

Emotions bloomed keeping aside all the hatred
The camp near the lake, led to a perfect proposal to amaze

An ideal birthday gift full of emotions
Left behind all the nuance of night and day

A fully satisfied heart
with no qualms takes along memories as a poetic phrase

And shall remain joyful
Till they are blessed and the last breath remains

When I was a young boy
My favorite toys were transformers
They were heroes protecting space
And they taught me that I can be
Anything
All I had to do was transform
The only thing missing was my spark
I didn't know how to be something else
Because I didn't know who I was
Or where I belong
Am I a Decepticon?
Meant to destroy those around me
Causing pain where I go
And suffering where I've been
Resorting to violence to solve my problems
And deception to avoid confrontation
Or do I rise up
And become an Autobot
And learn to love
Create from the rubble of chaos
And transform the world into something
Into something else
A better place where everyone
Is a superhero