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.