- Books, Literature, and Writing
At your own risk!
Whoever dares read my poem
My humble welcome;
I have not the grip of my heart
Neither do I track my thoughts,
Still self-willed am I
To record this unrelieving predicament
To relieve my mind off the word-flow
That runs as naturally as
A boy chased by a dog!
Thank you for letting your eyeballs
Run through this course of