I am not calm at all the times

But not angry too.

Hardly, everything starts being fine

And suddenly, I again begin to feel blue.

I can’t always argue.

Sometimes, I just want to be held

Because I can feel that I am broken.

At that time, nothing matters- false or true.

Then, there are times that I am so filled up with love

That I glow so much that I become dark

And radiate my light and groundedness with affection and optimism.

These are various forms of me which are poles apart.

It took me time to reintroduced me to me

And understand all of me with compassion

So, I do not pose any expectation

That others will do the same easily.

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