I don't write poems 'cause I feel them clichés to be out, Nor 'cause I wait for your approval... I write 'cause I see that I can also be understood, a rare case, A case study to prove, I ain't an alien in a crowd of understandings, except for me... I express the secrets through metaphors, else would have bursted like Little Boy Nah, not that furious, but ah I burst with forgiveness... At times, I want to cease poems, want to announce a curfew, But, except in tales, who measures her grave? #jerksnshivers Lol, I go harsh and mad at times, I don't know why! #randomyetnotsorandom. On this note, can I want something? I want to read you on the prompt, "Poems were on a curfew" over #poemscurfew.
