When empty words ring
what is there to sing?
Even ideas fly away,
dull goes writing ray.
Single sane, no bylane.

Build from scratch,
modify mismatch.
Try to marshal,
total or partial.
Single sane, no bylane.

Go, search the arsenal
for what is natural.
Nothing new or strange
to invoke Power to arrange.
Single sane, no bylane.

Ideas are homing birds,
ride on wings of words.
Shake to wake them up,
dress and make them up.
Single sane — Poetic Rain.

(C)Dr NK Sharma