Poems

Don’t change!

Some days I want to forget you
And listen to my own voice.
The mind wandering, the distractions
Are there of course
But when my voice would surface from the background
It would be authentic, real
Just the way I am.
I wouldn’t feel the pressure of changing me,
Nor my voice would change. For you.

Poems

The Discovery!

The best discovery I have had
at a time I never thought I would
It was either a
Corona’s curse or blessing!

I discovered you – slowly I uncovered all of the masks that were
Over you as layers of lies and untruths.

That saddened me, but it made me free from you.
In the end.

Poems

This growth

I came to this end, or not an end yet
If you would ask me that sort of question
A lot of time I would want an end
But next moment
I look for more
More of what I feel, how I feel in the moment
Slowly, I start to feel real
The emerging authentic self of me refuses to settle for anything mundane.

I want to shoot for the stars, the crown, and more.