Less to define you I need to be a verbiage Fly the turgid sky And sink to the very edge. A proverb anomaly to serene And a euphony of the novel song With the Maverick you A colloquium praising a pristine born You thus sound terse And under you benediction Relieving us from the juaggernaut curse Of the law's parochial version I in a prejudiced state Still humming and erudite phrase An eulogy after a certain wait Liberating our souls and where are faith integrates. -Tushar Bhakte.
Love learn and live.