What I write is what I mean
There is nothing unseen
Don’t plough your brains my friends
There are no literary bends.
Read for pleasure or read to smile
Too much digging can ruin your style
Enjoy, your music, enjoy your book
There’s nothing in there to cook.
May you think that I am mad
As I defy all the rules of Sad
Words, phrases and sentences read
Exactly the way they are said.
Meaning of inner depth and bright
Are nowhere to be found in what I write
Pack away your useless brain
Enjoy the moment of literary rain.
For the simple and easiest way
Is the direction of soul they say
Stop all things complex and strife
Take deep breaths of life.
Only then my friend you’ll live
You will have a lot to give
This is a trick learnt by few
Ignore the literati, do something new!!