Swirling around the testimony Are my words with a hundred meanings Evoking Retaliating Repelling The customs set And the laws enforced
Words that may not render wisdom But support the sense of speech within
Hindering with the grammar So the thoughts can flow raw
Words that cut through And seeps to infuse with the red messenger Of all those who breathe And all who take decisions
Phrases that ,when set alone Can bring mass to a cause Can dwindle the roots of a humongous
But these are only chain of thoughts Which may never be able to have a voice As hundreds of such voices persist
It's just a cascade of thoughts Of a city with a lone inhabitant My dreamville
Many a times we have points to explain but since we are no one in the eyes of the world dominated by the people who loves flattery, we are not able/willing to let our thoughts br presented ,which we know are worth telling, but surely be wasted if told