Poets are worst sufferers
Saturday, December 23,2017
10: 09 AM
Can you hear the far cry?
Listen to his burning desire and try
What is he intending to deliver?
With discomfort to many and anger of all!
O was asked to exercise
A surprise all with an answer
I could offer
No satisfactory words in order
In olden days
And I have heard it from many sources
They barely managed tow time's meal
My mind was filled with such plight and rough deal
If I am asked to exercise an option
I will put it without hesitation
For me poetry and its contents are heavenly
Anybody can draw lines and get inspiration divinely
What kind of force he has in his pen and ink?
Nobody can dream about or think
It has tremendous force to remove powerful king
And set the terms for revolution to bring
In olden days, the warrior kings use to tale along
The powerful orators to inspire in battlefield
The kings used to fight valiantly
And defendthe country
Even though the poets live in miserable condition
As there is no income for equal proposition
The poverty makes them slow down
Even though they have become famous or known
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem