Beautiful memories, I recall.
It was September starting in fall.
I fell in love with a man of my dream.
Then I woke up 
and that ended the stream of love that flowed,
where I did swim and let go.
Now, we are no more.
He is him
And I am me 
A little sad story
Words get stuck
Sound gets muffled
Pain and trouble
Helplessness double
that is a time
a single tear leads
flows down a stream
all that was trapped
is released and relieved.
If you left my heart one-day
Tell me why?
I will make you stay
Was my heart a toy to play
Left like you met me yesterday
Now I see you
Now I don’t
Better decide
Leave or stay
Waiting to meet again
Endure the pricking pain
Heart felt crushed
And bruised
Now hope is strengthening again
The ice cream cone
It’s so similar to love
It melts so quickly
You lick it to save
You eat it in haste
Close your eyes to taste
Hold it tenderly to last
You want it fast
It brings you a pleasure
It gets you in mess
It’s like a test
Doesn’t last long
But hums like a song
hmmmmm
If you can find happiness without me
then I am not your happiness
If you can feel loved without me
My love was never enough in real
If you can feel complete without me
I was never part of you, see
But I define happiness with you
my love as you
Feel complete with you
You can not change that too
What are you doing?
Yelling in rage?
Complaining complaining
No work no wage
Calm down sit still
Think a bit till
you see people sick n ill
Covid 19 has killed
You are lucky
You inhale and exhale with will
Live your life Love your wife
Tonight close your eyes
dream without fear
someone will come by
close to be near
someone will forget you
some you will remember
But tonight do dream
a dream without fear
Not all dreams come
to bring you tears
some are like fantasy
keep those dear
if someone hurts you
doesn’t matter dear
You have to be nice
even if it tears
Try to remember me
in your night with love
Maybe you will find me
In the roof top above
I am little dreamer
I visit many at times
find me dear
In a physical context, where you stand or sit, even lay down and turn your head in a certain direction that is your viewpoint. The photographer does many sittings to capture a shot in long hours.We enjoy daily photographs on our Facebook, scenery, birds, big cats, wilderness and so on.
Each picture is awesome, brings a shine to our eyes.The painter brings up the concept from inner emotions and with colours, textures, forms a painting. His view may be different from that of a viewer. Some will appreciate others would not go inside his mind. His strokes, balance, composition, selection of medium speaks about his level of mastery. We the ordinary people enjoy the work and feel happy.
Sculptors are amazing, they chisel out something from solid rock. When you see the beginning and the end, you have a question. Really? But, he has actually carved it out
A poet writes his song or poetry, and we read or listen. The feelings with which he writes may not get absorbed or synched with our feelings, yet we may grasp something. When a singer then sings with a melody, it has a totally different level in its impact.
When we write a letter, comment, biography or report, we have in our mind a target group. We never write for ourselves, we write for a reader. This reader may at average has a reading capacity of 10th grader if you use difficult words in every sentence, the interest level will drop and pages would get skimmed and never read.In all our conversations, we have a you-viewpoint, which is a very old concept but still works.
The you-viewpoint that has been used is to be careful about the other person emotions and being conscious about your own achievement. With friends we normally are relaxed they are not a target group to benefit us. But, yes we should be very careful in posting images, comments, sharing songs etc, it may get a warm welcome or may shock/ annoy them.
if we keep on annoying them, one day will get left alone and have only our viewpoint which is not very educating.
I am the King
I have a crown
If you are disliked
I will frown
When I say something
Keep looking down
I am the king.
Can order you to be gone
I have my palace
It is filled with songs
If you can listen
pick up one now
If you like to smile for long
if you do not, something is wrong
