Supreme Sixth Sense

Five senses flatter

To catch all eyes, to please

All ears, to tickle all noses

To tingle all tongues.

But one sense is too stubborn.

It controls me cruelly.

I am so sharply confident otherwise

But this sixth sense crushes

Confidence leaving it all wrinkled.

So powerful to perceive as if

It has x-ray vision to peep through

And it annoys, shocks my mind

Upsets often my softly set sentiments.

But I salute my sixth sense

For showing me transparent pictures

Of cunningly opaque manufactures.

I pay gratitude to it

For helping me ripping the dust of faces

Masterly zipped under misty surfaces.