I am scared of myself, <br />For I want of the ticklers, <br />Who can make me to cry, <br />With the multiple crosses, <br />With newspaper clips and pictures, <br />Thousands of us sufferers, <br />Silent as the rainbow, <br />But colorfully decorated, <br />And gone when the heat is up, <br />After every notorious drizzle, <br />the rainbow has never failed to appear. <br /> <br />I am scared of myself, <br />As I need the ticklers, <br />To convince what I desire, <br />On the screens they appear, <br />Sometimes no attires, <br />Not the specific philosophers, <br />Who start to talk earlier, <br />Than expected, the amusers, <br />I have admired for the laughter, <br />I am scared of myself, <br />For I need the additives, <br />Even to make my food tastier, <br />Not holier and fresher, only energizers.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-are-in-need-of-hot-news/
