Who am I ?

Am I just a face with a name, playing many roles in life’s game

Child, friend, parent, lover; the roles which people admire

Or a soul that dreams and aspires before I eternally  retire.

Who am I ?

A heart  full of  compassion, embracing every imperfection and rejection

A hand that holds tight when dreamy seductive tomorrow is still a fight

A shoulder where tears gather and myth of reality shatter

A mind that never play games and  lips that never say the names.

Who am I ?

An unheard tune lost in my own dreamy cocoon

An unfinished painting from an artist’s musing

A beautiful memory that would turn life itself in reverie

An inspiration that seeks no validation.

Who am I ?

I am more than just a face with a name

But only if you could see the same

My love knows no pretense

A pleasing fragrance that burns like an incense.

Who am I ?

I am like that whiff  of air which surround you for a moment

Remain unnoticed but yet so potent

Like a fleeting whisper, a gentle sigh

A subtle presence, unnoticed by.