Composure captivates me,
I need to settle down in peace when I behold your face.
As I will breathe you when I’ll get tired of the world,
damaged and frustrated!
In the air, I’ll sense you, you’ll remain in my essence.
No toxicity I want, I want to feel calmness,
I have so many trees surrounding me,
even when I am in love with them,
I crave the feeling of being loved.
Given too much that I believe
the world has nothing to bestow me.
When I hold the cup of coffee in the morning,
It warms my hand and my heart equally well.
So many words I have whispered in my dreams,
can I keep quiet so that I could be the one listening?