Plant me in the garden next door.

I want to be a man no more. 

I don’t want to have pain in me.

           I don’t want to be me with me.

I don’t want to see the world as such;

Sorrow, hunger, unjust too much.

I want to kiss the breeze at night.

Running away from the pain and plight. 

I want to bloom colors and dyes.

Seeing the world with less despise.

I want to bathe in rain and dew.

Immerse myself in love, renew.

I want to feed the birds and bees.

Be the reason for lovers to please.

I want to be a man no more,

and do the things I‘ve done before.

11/28/15      Haloo

“Yesterday, I was clever and wanted to change the world. Today, I am wise, so I am changing myself” Rumi.