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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required By-lanes of my mind When I write, its verbose; When I don’t, I am short of words; Write with flair and respect, brevity is a gift; They remind me as my jargon filled words they dissect. All this is internalised, The lips quiver, pen shakes in hands that shiver, Prove it, prove you’re not redundant, I don’t care, even though I know, I announce with a reluctance, Accusations of plagiarism, lack of character Clash with inspirations and new ideas In the by-lanes of my mind. Be hard-working, be ambitious, be selfish, Go easy, nice &slow, be selfless & kind, Drop a ‘why’, before you’re like this, And watch a dance of doubts take place On a pile of now rotting, what was once innocent bliss In all of this, clarity I must find In the by-lanes of my mind. Losing to a six-inch screen, What do you mean? What they think is an addiction, Started as an interest or just a connection, Last I remembered, they assigned a task, Quickly build something was their ask, Obscure, DIY, mundane Genuine stuff that wears no mask Not efficiency driven factory line production, Effervescent, slow burning, WIPs, one to one banter Through my perceived small screen addiction, I promote everyday connection. Ideas are trivial, Your words a bore, In exchange for truckloads of attention, That we unloaded upon your door, You must give more. You put the cart before the horse; In delivering this undeserved fame, is what I said; Now, a talent, an assembly line of heroics I must find; This is the thought racing through the by-lanes of my mind.
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