My shilly-shally mind
Being reckless to my commands
He goes miles and miles,
lightyears after light years,
beating the pace of light .
He brings me myriad of ideas.
I portrait so many stories and poems.
Sometimes he alleges me ,
that I plagiarise his poems
and put my name in credits.
He is kind of yummy-yuck.
I Carry him as my hail-fellow,
but sometimes he turns into hellish foe,
sinks himself in the slush of sin
Then comes out, as an unsullied man.
He reflects many hues.
One day, he is a babe magnet
The next two days, he lives as asocial geek.
Some days, he dreams about world voyage
And some days, hardly thinks to go out.
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