Words get crowded
Something is up and gonna be written!
Choose me, write me
Topics jump and shriek hello.
"One after another...what's the rush?"
Bring the canvas and color them all
The portrait should tell all without a noise!
Look and pierce through
Eyes sing melodies.
Hallucination or confusion or just halt
Mind says "I am infinity and not to be judged. Who are you?"
Fill up the blanks,
Not the fat fun race...parts or organs,
They look confused!
"Hey merchant, my soul doesn't like to be bargained,
Open up your heart cos your eyes tell all!"
Fill up the blanks, not the amusements!
"Words get crowded, what's the rush!"