Trust is not granted;
Trust is earned.
Work it; live it,
The passport for your continual journey.
The wall of wisdom always has the insight;
It may come in a resolved silence;
May it also in robust words at flight;
Either way, it always stands for its stance.
There’s always extra vibe on Friday,
Along with extra smile towards the end of the day,
Easy day, tough day, you name it,
Everyone is looking forward to celebrate it.
The sun shines brighter when two agree;
And the day turns long and free.
The breeze sways cooler when two minds converge;
And the many lives emerge.
Into my ocean I dive back,
Where the vibe hydrates the lungs of my passion,
More than just streams of luck,
It’s where the wave rolls back again and again.
On one’s knees,
Are the strife and struggle,
The cut-outs and the mess;
Life’s a jungle.
One comprehends not what could be found,
In the thick and thin of peregrination,
To prevail the quest safe and sound,
And becomes one own champion.
Mingle, mingle
How do you know my name?
Push the shyness to dangle,
Brace oneself to hit the fame!
Encircling the focus
Is to lock the heart at it.
None other than you could
See what’s being locked.
See to it.
See through it.
Don’t let the eyes blink out of it,
Even for a split second;
Or they’ll get distracted
And never come back at it.
Poems by Fanny 