dear poetry thank you for being there for me
thank you for permiting me to express myself
thank you for being my pillow of  streangth
thank you for your great wise words
thank you for the endless boring advice i never wanted to hear
thank you for the wonderfull inspiration i needed in my life
thank you for not giving up on me when i was down
thank you for listening to my endless complains about the terrable troubling woes in my life
thank you for catching all the torn apart tears i have cried
thank you for being there everynight in bed
and thank you for being a friend!...

The transition in managma, between the earth of mine and the sun of his
Hear! The verbatim say the story out and loud
This is like the volcanic eruption amongst the cold freezing mountain
And the warmth of its hug is devastating!

Secretly she put off all the past and the future
A secret from everyone, a revelation to only one
Like a pounding thunder lightening streams out the ways
Those elated by the memoir, the streangth and conviction
Shr breathesd out, a gasp of relief, like rebirth of a child
And for the first ever time she realised, the world in her room is so exultant and free-ed!!