A good man said it rightly,
Do not critique a contemporary poet
As the maximum chances lie in
For being brick-batted.
A good professor counselled me wisely
Which but I did not,
Take you not contemporary poets
Those who are evolving.
Instead of getting bouquets, rightly said,
I am getting brick bats
As for my opinions and critique
Which but is constructive and experimental.
What the poet says, dictates is not the all,
What the others say, how do they critique too
Have merit in, whether right or wrong,
But take it not for criticism sake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem