Lunatic asylum's mystery!
My lunatic asylum A poem from a beginner I meet everyday a raving lunatic And feel like my thoughts are exotic But the thing is I am in a world full of morons And that too their heads have like some invisible horns Sometimes veins throb in temples But still I am so humble I don't like people craning their neck round And the relationships to which we are forcefully bound The thing is to stop stammering And face the world dauntlessly without shuddering Now I am gonna chuck out the fear And going to solve all the obstacles Existing in the sphere