Even though for you I write,
But don't ever treat,
Them as my seduction efforts,
I am not that man, not that poet.
Don't love me because you love my pen,
Also don't love my
art because you love my person.
Distinguish them,
Even though they
are no different things.
We go together, at par I and my rhymes,
Love to the merit of the art or the man,
Or even none.
Just pure and pious justice from you I want,
Just be honest
with me and my art.
Free form being your best way to express thought and emotion. superior work
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