They have become the wonderful poets, <br />To praise the charm and cuteness of, <br />Of the celestial objects, <br />That grow and wilt, <br />Regularly every night and fortnight, <br />Just stay away from these, <br />My heart, as you are sad, <br /> <br />That poet who is born, <br />At every sight of forlorn, <br />Stay away from my mind, <br />As I am not in the mood, <br />To cherish the beauty, <br />That is coded with a password, <br /> <br />The singer, who has the fine throat, <br />Please stop opening your mouth wide, <br />To send the messages through the notes, <br />As I am not in the right frame of mind, <br />To listen and enjoy your exertion, <br />To take me to your loving heart, <br />And keep me safe out of fear, <br /> <br />This world is full of temptation, <br />I may not cross the lines of foundation, <br />My mind is not devoid of practical microbes, <br />Still alone in the garden, full of butterflies, <br />Stay away from me, you, the poet, <br />Who want to see me cry and whisper, <br />To entertain every other loner, <br />Who need some pleasure..<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poet-in-you/
