Not was found on me nought to knot any
Ever are thoughts am working towards my kin
Vanities struck in their eyes against me many
Earthly heaven of thoughts for myself became a sin

Regal is the way I took to tread newer path
Gulfing into deeper levels of Earth's beed
Ulterior motives ascribed for not trying to sayeth
Iterated sounds same being heard as my only feed

Lost themselves in my mystic ways approaching life
Tornado surely came which is a fault of none
Yield of mine being only subjective protruded like knife
Yoke of none to which I belong made them to shun

Eureka time is not too far for them to realise
Simply my potential should be borne and be a treatise.
© IZINGIZER

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