the more I walk ahead on this road,
the more I want to keep exploring,
leaving behind some possessions..to make space for a new soaring
so much difficult to give up that temptation ..of holding some forever,
and carving my way to surrender..
the kind of we call..a stable life..
much more difficult to ignore the ones who want you to stop
their coax in disguise of care
the choices become a face they imagined of, not as what you dreamed of