Brain Lotion Poem by Saanumi ikujuni

Of the rarest instincts
Springing forth in degrees
Secluded interim of power
Manifested with great prowess
Pursued I, this creativity
Christened as brain lotion
Purgent source: imagination
Speaking as of old times
In intrepid and lucid principles
A notion, all should portray
An introvert? consider me not
Oh! i pity them lovelorns
Indeed ye are not luckless
So, stoop so lowly while
Engulfed in a sedative brain-lotion
When there's nothing to live for
Find something to die for.