What Do You Think Yourself, A Grammarian Or A Master Of Language? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Many people are in the habit of fault-finding,
Trying to find fault with your language,
With your grammar
That use you,
That apply in

Who are to me pokers and poachers
And pinners,
Pushers.

And think they themselves pundits, pundits too not,
Mahapundits,
Paninis and Nesfields,
Great grammarians and vyakarnacharyas
But here lie I a simple man of simple life-style,
Living simply and thinking simply.

And it is difficult to be a master of a language
Always evolving, aways changing the course and dimension of it
And it is difficult to be a grammarian
As poetry comes it not through grammatical lessons.

Many scholars even confuse at the office places
While writing supervisor, convenor, bursar, controller,
'Or' or 'er'
And we talk big
With regard to grammar and language use and usage.

Just after reading a little bit, think we ourselves great scholars,
Never to be born on earth,
But we must know it that life also teahces a man
And there is so much to learn from
Even a child and his innocence
And the pathway blooms hanging over unknown.

Before becoming a poet, we need to know those wild blooms,
Their beautifulness and sweetness
Which they are endowed with,
Nay to be boastful of our resources
Or verbal redundancy.

One cannot be a master of a language as the scope for learning
So vast, rich and varied,
One can be a grammarian
But poesy is not in language development and linguistic jargons
And the grammar of poetry comes to not all,
Only a man of heart can feel it
And the other most important thing is this,
Have we ever tried to be a man
As man is not man today?