The Beauty of Words

When great minds set themselves to work
Their followers can only applaud
Their supporters can only be in praise mode
But grim are those out of that network

Words, meant for flowery talk
Used and abused during that walk
There, in the lush garden of those businessmen
Sensibility can only take them for the brazen!

Free are we to be as bold as lions
Realising not that we are in frustrations
Why should there be such an ache?
When poetry is here to keep us awake!

This note ends on a relaxed tone
To anger and fury be not prone
Rather be content with your ailment
And keep an eye on that accent!

Remember the beauty of words

They can make cattle fly in herds

And bid poets to dance in abundance

While writing in good ambience!