The Sky

I cant remember numbers

And names …..never

But if I have met you

I can sketch you

The smell of your perfume or odor

I can imagine it...as it crosses my nose

Who am I....

I am not sure of anything until I do it

I am adventurous but not quite

I love to travel

but also wait for the right time

Who am I....

I have lied

but am truthful to myself

I think from my heart

but crosscheck with my brain

what a drain

Who am I.....

I feel connected to everyone

even to those I have not met

but mostly to you

my love to whom I connect

Who am I.....

I love animals more than humans

in them I find innocence

worth every dime and time

its strange but true

in everything I do

Who am I.....

I am the sky....Gagan

Underneath which everything is embraced

with all their flaws and claws

I am truly in love with my name and myself

like a black hole that draws

even light itself

I am me and nothing pretending to be

just me