True Partner

My belief 

In carpe diem 

Becomes strongest,

The bird of 

Diffidence flaps, 

My competition ends, 

My fear flees.

I become sanguine 

Beneath the drops 

Of sirimiri.

I live in present moment, 

I don't hanker after 

False dreams.

Cloudy sky 

Or azure sky 

Both give me 

Copacetic smile. 

Nature becomes 

My inamorata, 

Never becomes 

She a gold digger, 

Never becomes 

She a hoodwinker.

Bolstering 

My happiness, 

She whispers, 

'Never change your belief, 

Never be avaricious, 

Enjoy the carpe diem 

And the day 

Your true partner 

Is sent by God, 

I will play second fiddle 

To her merrily.'