Treasure Island

SUJITH KUMAR

(15 oct 1994 / Bangalore)

Don't Blame


Don't blame me or my poems
You know not who I am,
Nor you know what my poems are about.

Don't even try to prove me wrong because
At last you'll say that I am strong.

No matter what I write,
Don't prove me wrong in front of others sight
Because, you know I am right.

It's in your credit, that you have to admit
What ever I write may it be about,
Fear or fight, love or sex alright.

Don't criticize be wise,
Look from your inner conscience not from outer eyes.

I am free and erect, you don't have to correct
Because I am sure,
It's you who's not mature, to blame me or my poems

You know not who I am,
Nor you know what my poems are about.

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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