They think I'm crazy, br Living an illusion, br High on rhymes br and on words I'm drunken. br But funny how they fail to see br the passion br behind the words beautifully woven. br br - Perhaps, it's selective vision. br Shutting your eyes br won't stop the rising sun. br Fire your bullets, br go on being the judge br It won't matter much! br br Because, br My spirit won't die br the words won't cease to flow br For I'm a self confessed poet br Each new poem will only Glow br - the previous one will seem mellow!br br .Pd.