A language from heart,
which sometimes hurt.
As beyond the science;
It's far from grammatical sense.
It scores the goal
When touches the soul,
Always like a catalyst.
Loved by alchemist!!
They are the scavangers;
They are the Anti-virus.
Sometimes beyond comprehension,
for who breeds competition.
Stay away, those SVO patterns,
Run! Run! the grammatical lovers,
Keep aside your grammatical lust-
O braggart linguist!!!
Never dissect poems-
Nor butcher the Sensible souls.
But kill your rules.
With "the freedom-
of Poetic licence",
Let the Poet-
Express his lot.
