That frankness is rare,
It goes away with the name.
I wish to write as a soul,
And not a body with the worldly load.
The energy inside me must shine out,
Unaffected by the crowds.
Presentation of myself as I am,
Without the influence of anyone.
Strange are the ways
Strange are the reasons
For which the society moulds us.
Actions are expected without reason.
I am a heart
I am a soul
I am not a body
I am not a name.
Anonymous is what I wish to be.
Just a cool breeze.
Influencing the lives I touch.
Spreading the message of love.
For my trustworthiness,
Look into my eyes.
For a positive thought,
Just see me smile.
I’ll be a feeling.
I’ll be an emotion.
For all I know.
For all I care.
