LET THEM NOT INTERFERE

I can not rhyme like them
Nor I can haunt like them
I will not print my books
in volumes nor do I ask
any one to store it in  
their dusty shelves
Their stage and that dais of fame
raise no heartbeats in me
those rhymes of copper tin bargain
for sale or for show
let me not ask any more,
let me not question
what lies behind those masks
of rhymes
No!  I can not rhyme
like them nor I can haunt
like them
No humble claims from me
on my forehead that
I stand on the centre point
of this universe
let me play  music
and let them not interfere.....