Cold day hot poetry Truth is here With false sorry. Poetry is true World is false This is not my story. Words are not under my control It is word I That is to see. I care not what you say I care only truth and truth And truth that only I say. Excuse me if I am not able to touch But I have got a lot of love To you all living and non-living I Love you and I seek your blessing. I am hopeful and this world is wonderful My wife is beautiful and my work is successful You are my grand master and life is nectar-full.