Where the cacaphonic tunes of a Zaniest Composition
Are swiped away by a Cool breeze
And then when the music flows intermittent disposition
Clean is the mind to absorb melody into my minds Entwined crease


When shallow waters of a unwiped tear roll
Remind me of the days passing like an unsung tune
Written and Erased clean errors death toll
Now i wake into a prestine heaven ignorance immune


Great is thy blank manuscripts
It swallowed and cleansed the weedy predicament
You preen out of my mind the proverbial dossiers
And Harangue my mound of apathy and ransacked old rudiment

Thanks to thy sweet note of a blank imposition
I have a bounty of choice conferred upon
the ebb and flow of a nurtured vision
shall float on the travellers mind who discovered brand new horizon !