Poetry is not a cash-cow
And rhyme do not pay
So poets are poor
But not all … the best ones
History says it
They are far from wealth.
Poets carry their life
Carry their love, frustration
And pain with them
They always keep paper, pencils, pen
In their pockets, purses
And in their suitcases.
Poets write during lunch
Between rocks
In the river
And in extreme hard places
They do not write on demand
They write as they like.
Poets are not careerists
They are careless
They have much patience
And write good poetries
Poets are always misunderstood
Remain unknown.
Poetry is an art
The art of words
They play with it as they feel
It's true, artists are under-supported
They publish books
Because they want to read them.
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