Improve

The beauty I saw everywhere was never there,

only in my mind it was, in my way of seeing, in

my dreams and attitudes, my predisposition

for defined and awe-inspired interpreting

after grasping people (some poets, aspiring)

did not mean or intend the beauty, delight

and expression I ascribed to them, I grew

possessive of my ability to observe beauty

where there is none according to authors and

creators and thinkers – so instead of joining

their ranks, looking at life as rank, dank and

stinking, I withdrew, worked on making my

perspective stronger to colour life even more

beautifully and still seek out all those authors,

thinkers, dreamers who describe everything in

even MORE rosy terms than I can quantify!

And the joy this fixation brings seems to be much

better than sitting down in mud and dirt with

those who are depressed, sackcloth wearing

and strewing ashes on my head

The ONLY thing in this world that brings me down

and makes me unhappy is ME, my being & mind  

I want to improve; I want to be MORE positive

with MORE imagination, noble perspective –

I can work on this as much as possible before 

the waves of meetings to start within half an 

hour carries this away to waste time on learning

nonsense about idiotic assessment

instruments and listen to lacklustre, unmelodious,

raucous voices spoiling the beauty of sound and

harmony and music with their delivery of

stupidity...