Something New

Truth can not be distorted Brand can be reported Original still remains original with show Rest all are bound to disappear and go Air, wind and fragrance are means and carrier We always feel real essence and seem happier Likewise sun, moon and stars are divine How come one later their position and define Thousands of flowers boom There is space and room If someone thinks he has original with concept All poets must prefer corner to be wept All the times moon may appear new and beautiful The rose may too come up with elegance and make us cheerful Certain things must be left to readers view They know how to judge and pay the dues I always find something new A poem within poem for few One knows what is left out for presentation This is real time to pick thread and do the cementation