Poems from navyak

i believe in the magical qualities of snow,the healing powers of my mother’s cooking,the emotional aftershock of a good book,midnight...
excuse me young sir, but do you happen to have any glue   i need to piece my heart back together  
if i told you thatthe universe hadchosen to placeme in this earthin this spotin this moment would you feel any different?
you can burnour throatssting our eyesand shoot rubber bulletsto stop us you can call itan “unlawful assembly”even thoughthe ones you are...
laughing and smilingthen a feelinga drop of my stomacha shortness in breathand the same question over & over again who am i?