The Choice is Mine

the moment the impalpable fruit comes up on the horizon

the nightly spots of light attract me, asking me to fade away with them that time

the choice is mine whether-

I want to be a seed of the sweet rising fruit or

the shine of the fading spots of night light.

Remarkable Moment

Remarkable was the moment when,

it occurred to me-

Why do I stress myself when,

I have to anyhow deal with me.


Remarkable is the moment when,

I accept whatsoever happens to me-

Why do I care for something when,

it would definitely happen to me.


Remarkable would be the moment when,

I would accept the one that is me-

Why would I see to something else when,

I would have been me.