BREATH OF LIFE
To hell distancing!
Worth to take any risk to
Touch noses with you
A SHAPELY VERSE
I see you may be my kind of poet
I may be your kind – Who knows?
The future is just around the corner
We could explore – Become followers
We can unfollow – No damage done
Been there, done that, survived
Maybe you are my kind of poet
Or maybe I simply like the shape
Wary of recklessness
In thrall to fear of risk
Unwilling to abandon
The certainty of shore
Unsure of uncertainty
One will not travel far
That is the one thing
One may be sure of
Don’t mistake my silences for indifference.
Don’t mistake my jollity for self-confidence.
Don’t mistake my generosity for fulfilment.
Above all, check out your assumptions.
Despite your own fear, take a few risks
and – God forbid – communicate instead.