The Good Reader, I Find Him Not, Where Is He? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Good Reader, I Find Him Not, Where Is He?



Now-a-days it is difficult to find a good reader
Who can admire and appreciate the real worth of reading
And this too has got the worth of its own
Which they understand it not
Rather cutting, coying and pasting
And remixing to be called anew,
The same old thing but in a new format.

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