Catch me not
in the net of wordy sorrow
For I whisper in ears for ever
The melancholic thesis of better life
The religious path of sincere perseverance
The virtue of tenacious endurance
capture not my essence
In mere worldly parameters
Put walls to my creativity
Shutter my activity
Let me as free as breeze
Move through your window
To fragrance lingering endure
To your maladies cure
Far from shining as bright as Sun
I would rather gladly on your mooning self
Warm shine
Adding sunshine when you need
With words understanding feed
The starving heart of yours
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