Until it is given human touch
It may have same fate as such
Until you feel not safe and secured
Until you don’t feel pain endured
Such things may emerge in mind
We all writers must certainly probe deeply and find
What we write for public consumption?
It is not wholly bases on assumption
It is linked to the ripples rising in soul
It is not wild cry in night by owl
Pure word jugglery may not help at all
It is responded purely to inner call
The thoughts in mind and try to reveal
There is no use to force or to conceal
Artificial flowers may not have fragrance
They may look good but won’t appeal even at once
Real flowers may be open with full boom
Mind is well opened with enough of room
I shall present the poetry with full touch
It must contain human feelings and pain as such
Not based on imaginary lines but on real facts
Where people are committed to behave with acts
I will neatly orange views in orderly ways
My inner songs should be aligned with hope rays
It must light other souls to synchronize with trend
Then only it may look as if refined with amends

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