They know it well
As how to highlight their own poetry,
Not the poetry of others
And even if they,
They like to indulge in
Mutual praise and self-exaltation,
I beating my drum myself,
He his own, she her own,
I calling you a poet,
You calling me a poet.
I asking my friend to read a paper
On my poetry
In a seminar
And his paper
I in my area seminar,
I an editor,
You an editor
And we concentrating more
On our poetry
Rather than true Indian English poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem