Beyond those Blinders!

Beyond those Blinders!

Your words are not verses;

The rhythm breaks like unkempt tresses;

Your seas are dry rivers and friendship shivers!

I am not a wordsmith;

I do not carry your beats;

I decipher life in my thoughts,

Sometime reality bites;

I saunter in the wilderness of the heart,

I maybe the first but never the last.

You have to Live to live;

And prepare for the worldly treat;

Sometimes you beat the heat;

And subscribe to others read.

You may join the union;

Or borrow and mislead,

You can pamper your mind;

Kill your heart and shine;

Its Time!