I’ve learnt over time,

that poems needn’t always rhyme.

That it’s okay to speak in words

that make sense only when they’re mine.

I’ve learnt our world is such

where everyone is mad and thinks normal is sane

so turns out that they are all trying to be the same

and some people stop learning while trying to fit in

but others , misfits , find company within

In knowledge that they seek and find

within the labyrinth of the mind .

The wheels of time keep turning .

Madness is simply – not learning.


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