I Admit That I Am A Bad Mixer. Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

I don`t know how many thanks
I should give to my online fellow poets.
So kind of you that you read my poems
and offer your comments with no back mails.
I am a poor reader and the worst critic!
Never well-read neither that educated:
I am here just from one open street.

I am born with the blessed patience!
Will you forgive this awful maverick?
My kids crawl on many different sites.
They make friends with many great souls!
I know, online poetry needs exchanged comments.
But outside of my poetry I am a darn incommunicado!
You may take me for a duffer or a speaking shadow.