Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 17,119 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: A Poet’s Life - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Oh, how some poets have suffered in life!
In trying to eke their just livelihood;
To most, their most intimate friend was strife;
Orphaned and desperate right from childhood.

Oh, how they had run from pillar to post!
Doing odd jobs and working through the night;
Poverty remained forever a ghost;
For long years, denied were they of limelight.

Much vexed, some gave in to many a vice,
To taste an iota of so-called joy!
Their poems great offered others advice;
Alas! they remained an ill-fated toy.

Could not the Maker protect them from strife?
Perhaps, they all await a better life.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 29, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 2, 2010

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