Catching a glimpse through a crack,

he noticed his life easily passed.

Not daring to tell what happened to him,

considered himself a smutty cast.

Far-fetched the lull he was looking for,

regarded the guy always to bore.

He wrote his life unlike poetry;

It was to be known simply rotary.

No meter, no rhyme, not like poesy,

NONSENSE the label used solely!

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Foroz, M. (2017). Inside Out: A Collection of English Poems. Olympia Publishers: London.