I aren’t a poet, not a novelist
I don’t have the rhyme scheme,
Not even the magic of words
That will catch your eyes and touch your heart.
There’s no sweetness or vive in my simple words,
Which will shake you all and hold your mind.
I’m nothing but a little creature of God
Who’s always denied and denied.
Oh no! don’t get me wrong
I aren’t talking about you all.
This all are just my thinking
The world wants me, looks for me!
But the silly mind still can’t understand it.
25.02.2014 (07.16pm) Indrani Kuri