Few faces unforgotten

Thousands of people we meet in our lifetime
different times, different places but,
absorbed in memory mostly, only their faces
remembrance abstract, vague impression 
even in second contact
as time elapses, gradually effaced are those faces
not all but , few lucky enough
to carve their identity in our consciousness.
Eyes emblem of kindness
Mouth bespeaks gentleness 
Voice so calm, yet full of assurance
Words nothing but a package of wisdom
Hands always extended to help, when in need
ripples of laughter that reverberate in our own system
magically diluting the pain
stories gripping, inspiring, urging to continue living
such beings, easy to recognize immediately
unforgettable to the last
not a feeling foreign develops,
when are they around
have known them forever it seems
re encountered when, after 
years
image so vivid as if it was just yesterday
in the face of the darkest days,
their warmth filled memory 
never betrays

I AM NOT ALONE

   I AM NOT ALONE

  I am not alone, I am not alone 
  I live in the world of my own
  a world where there are oceans of  love
  a world where there are skies filled with dove  
  a world where kindness is served as candies
  where people live in each other's heart instead of houses
  where there are trees of happiness;
  where there is peace spreading as in the form of flower beds
  where endless care showers as rain
  where true love is not a pain
  where the wind blows filled with honesty and trust
  where there is no money,no power no lust!