as well.

I will try a poem for you but I am not sure that it will be worth your beauty.

steering at my hand
I drove
niche of time
asked its connote

absorbed I felt
duty I learned
poisons of my heart
tell
what I avoid
at
every second
with me

with you
may be

without
as well

a jargon.

By and large masses have a unique mental problem that defies correction may it be at any level. I am talking of females vs society at large but it can be a case in say boxes equivalent to a system etc. Female is being hell enjoyed and bahanji and mataji tag is discarded to fend for the waters. Masses simply forget that the female whom its enjoying in its bedrooms has an internal rights as well. But this psychology masses simply dont want to accept what to learn at. Then they will say its a tough English and its something a jargon. 

to me.

sometimes I see
what probably I better forget

I have heard
may be read too

East and west wall

bricks of mental blocks
cow is sacred
I have heard many pigs
verbatim their brain

etios generally ask
lets forget

I know
it has a better brain

to me

An Einstein.

Every female wants a male child. The reason is not masculinity factor but a shade of support safety and dominion effect in later age and for that a female is also needed. WHETHER THIS FEMALE has thought ever possible THIS CONFERENCE HALL has not made even a single law for your male son. 

what for.

when I stood
Havlock beach asked
look that book
you can read if you like
there is no escape
you may run
questions are shades
it need no ticket to fly
where you happen to be

I stood again
sea shore sands
it were slippy
touching to read
what I failed
I didn't ask
what it did

I have to stand
I did so
may be you know better
I kept silent
that spoke itself

sand was slippy
it remained
stoic were it ways
I have known
may be
I didn't know
what for

I hear.

vibrations
some call it sounds
I have heard
emotions as well

day and night
tell me
I fail hard at hard

its their way
it opines
as if
I gota hard
at making
a sense

I hear

every time.

struggles of my heart
when walk
step in step
I often say
better not say

my flights
remain
torch y

days and nights
mornings
small it being
I struggle to reply

it often says

words
I find
new to me

every time.