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