Rhyme and Rhythm
Of lines I pen budging
and moving non-sync
Thoughts of mind
Making my hand
Restless and scribbles
Making me a nonsensical
Thinker of ephemeral
And eternal material
And immaterial
a realm Of Immortal
and deliberate to differentiate
between
Moral and Immoral
My lines,I pen
Fail to create partiality
Moved on with sincerity
Cognizing sheer frugality
Realising hard to create
Sensuality of Rhyme
and Rhythm, I'm a
Kind of Lunatic, imbibed
Myself in the universe
of Mine, to perceive
Divine within and I
Kept myself, moving on and on
With penning lines
consistently............!
©Prasannakkumar
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