Some New Concept

I find the imagination With close relation To my thoughts I am really at crossroad and caught What will people find? And feel its kind I go for some new concept Which is constantly in store and kept? The poverty has turned dead The pain and agony is not well read The death and birth finds no favor The true leaders live without honor To write as an honest writer Many may burst into laughter Think of me as an idealist Who acts as dramatist? I lift the pen To write about children They only influence me with innocence I love their presence The sun and moon May disappear soon From imagination As lots of articles are written in relation