Ram Krishna Singh

Freshman - 959 Points (31 December 1950 / Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India)

A Tribute

Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

The world is too big
& my share seems so small
thank God my name’s alive
on the net they can find
my lyrics not read in print
though none care to comment
for academics to hail me
a poet for PhD


Topic(s) of this poem: hope, internet

Form: Free Verse

Comments about A Tribute by Ram Krishna Singh

  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (7/1/2018 9:17:00 PM)

    An insightful rendition of words. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing Ram.(Report)Reply

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  • Rajnish MangaRajnish Manga (10/25/2017 12:50:00 PM)

    Lovely.... It's amazing. The poem highlights the need for being proud of and positive about
    what we do in our life. Why should we compare our achievements with those of others. We
    must have self-respect whatever be the situation. Thanks, Dear Poet.(Report)Reply

    R.k. SinghR.k. Singh(10/26/2017 1:26:00 AM)

    Thanks Rajnish for stopping by this one.

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (10/4/2015 4:06:00 AM)

    Namaste Singh sahab,
    this net business is very interesting. It exists as well as it does not. All depends on putting the access on or off.
    I am taking liberty to freely communicate because of our same age etc. In my opinion whatever we do at this stage if for our own happiness. Other things like appreciation of our poems etc are just bye products.
    I liked your poem. It has created question mark in my mind too. Hence, abode dialogue. Do read my poems at your leisure. Thanks for sharing.

    R.k. SinghR.k. Singh(10/4/2015 11:28:00 AM)

    Thanks for your thoughtful comments, Ratnakar ji.

    R.k. SinghR.k. Singh(10/4/2015 11:27:00 AM)

    Thanks friend for stopping by this one. Yes, you're right. I know many of my poems published on various sites are no longer available. But I trust my poems shall survive on the net longer and reach out to a larger audience than the limited editions of the books. The postal expenses are so high that I can't send my books to so many people in various countries. Those who can't buy, they can read me on the net. Google zindabad!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 4, 2015