Straggling life

I wanna be perfect man. You can say- what is perfect man? people can not be perfect human being. Though if any person can try to be perfect then he will achieve some goal. Society can call him as perfectionist. Some of the people call me as poet. But I know I am not a perfect poet. My friends compliments is one kind of beauty. I know what is the inner beauty. I can not be satisfied on his comments. It is a very tired initiative to believe on action. Self believe is the main point. I know how to write poem. But everything will not be fine by following rules every-time. We need to find our inner peace to care about. To see something green to know something new. To read peoples face. Listen attentively and understand about the frustration of other people. Then we can find our path way to go towards light.