I Like, My own way

I like to live about how I want
I like to live when I want
To live with no rules and strings
To write a verse
To pen a poem
To kiss my writing with the lives of others
To speak my mind
Sometimes to voice my wishes
Once in a while not to write at all.


I like to do things my own way
To break the rules sometimes;

I like to do it freely without fear
Fear of penalties or expectations

I like not to think about bosses or superiors
and their requests and demands,
In fact, they don't actually exist in my world.

I like to do things my way
To change my living style a little bit
To change my walking style a little bit
To change my eating style a little bit
To change my talking style a little bit
And to go back to my old self in every bit.

My life, my way, my terms
is what I like and want;
I want no scolding
I want no sympathies
I want no super-being
All I want is myself and my way.

Just look into the eyes of my soul
Pick what you like when you like
but only when it is there
For my life changes
For my soul is a virus
It takes a life of its own
Lives on its own rules
Becomes its own self
And devours on its own terms.
It becomes alive when it wants to
And it dies at its own choosing
Not even the gods and goddesses have any control
for it is both a god and a goddess unto itself;
Now, it feels like resting for some time into itself.