MY ISOLATION CAMP

1) Ransom a poet to free you

And they would refuse 

And make you time immemorial

through their words and phrases 

In every century with patience. 

2) A crime is a crime, 

An offense is an offense

A misconduct is a misconduct

A tyrant seems a punishment of malfunctioned love.

3) when a poet is born, 

he does not die as one , 

he dies as the lover of beauty and disparity parallely , 

who is born within centuries and lost consequently.

4) when I write about the adversity of mankind, 

I acknowledge its existence more in abstractions and way more in his exaggerated reactions 

than in certain actuality of being.

5) The human centric notions of Sustenance are the exact antithesis of what they propound as they ease human comfort and overlook human feasibility.

Leeza