You need two hands of your own
To clap in theatre or playground or elsewhere
But in Literary World
You need one hand of your fellow poet
Along with your own hand
To clap for your achievements.
Without shade of blessings of
Your fellows, no one can ensure
His identity for his existence in this field.
I mean reciprocal like and comments.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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