Go To Some Mental Hospital, Please.

Go To Some Mental Hospital, Please.  

Who grows weeds in his farm?

Who grows thorns in his lawn ?

Who prefers barking to sound sleeping?

Who welcomes a noisy swan ? 

Who tolerates a hundred wounds ,

For a five minute silly joy ? 

Who will fire an obedient servant?

 Who will an annoying boss employ ? 

Dear, I have not learnt ''love'' 

From Indian serials and cinema. 

I have studied Bible , Gita ,

Shakespeare, Hardy and Seneca . 

''Love must give joy and peace .''

That is love's primary law . 

But you have gone mad watching:

Dhoom ta na na na ; dhoom ta na na na . 

I'm like Bible , Gita or Quran

I want to live in someone's heart .

You are like the daily newspaper 

Dear , we two are poles apart . 

I am looking for eternal love .

What you have is a mental disease .

You need a doctor , not a lover .

Go to some mental hospital, please. 

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Poet ; Sahil Sharifdin Ëñglísh