I have no friend, I have no family
the world fails to amaze me;
Your talk is sweet, your words charming;
yet…
Can you not let me be?
I am not a poet, I do not see beauty
I am mundane and in that I thrive,
All I want is a little sunshine and drops
of rain….
Can you not let me be?
I have no need for words, I strew them about
carelessly, like my ideas, the vagabonds;
I know no rhyme, nor reason
Please
Can you not let me be?
My world is alive, it is not imagined
I exist because all nature is
for the simple reason- I am not
dead.
Can you not let me be?
I know no god nor prince
I know no magic, I have no dream
I’ve learned to give myself
hugs
Just to let me be…





This is really inspiring and beautiful Fran
There is no Fran here.
love it!
Thank you bhargavi,