My poem, my words .
Let's paint it...
With lover's pink
Or rebel's black !
Words would be honing
Minds and thoughts
Those are blurred &  slack !

My poems ,my words
Echoes from corners
Like song of freedom
free your dreams , fears & lies
Shackled in the cage
Once fallen & Crumbled
May fight, may arise .

My poems ,my words .
It's an Art
& I am  an artist ..
It may or may not align
With realm,you live
I'm ready to call myself
Culpable  anacrist!