Slithery tongues snake the town ,they natter I am drunk tonight, what is the brouhaha this,I did not steal I did no crime, and when on fatigued earth the dark night moves past, when the birds are ready to fly their nest ,the days boat when will find harbour at last, standing midst my pain, my shadow my guest, know my heart bounces to your tunes without rest, when you touch me and fill me with elixir, you sprinkle atoms of star, try and show me moon by day….ready to read a poetry and you are my best, but alas! when mirror-o-wall wanted my id, time-o-tide asked evidence of me, nothing was visible, but dust on my glass….
