Best Product Not Sold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Best Product Not Sold
It is matter of joke
When poems offer me stroke
They receive more 'likes' than comments
I console self with 'likes'' rather than resent
At least readers don't offer you brickbats
If they could express and clearly state
But we are all thankful to escape unhurt
Otherwise we must be prepared to receive the bag full of dirt
Now a days politician receive 'Chappals'as gift
There is slight modification in approach or shift
Either it may be stage managed show to draw the attention
Here we find 'likes' and it should be taken as unrecognition
Readers have become wise and miser
We value them as an expert and adviser
More often they offer valuable tips
I take it seriously and soundly sleep
'Uncle you pack your luggage'
'You are on oxygen and has lost an edge'
I take their words in form of blessings
They have no clue and offer misgivings
Today we have more writers than readers
Like wise each house has fewer members and more leaders
Each one is capable of leading big country
But find no support for talent and feel sorry
Each and every poem must find its due recognition
It has hidden message with scope for revelation
If some one likes it, it must find reason
If not then also it needs few words for poet as person
In today's world even best product is not sold in market
It needs some means and ways to reach people with support
It may take years of hard work, labor and pain
Then only he may be able to reach the position or attain
Re: Best product not sold (Score: 1) by rondo on Wednesday, August 08,2012 (08: 16: 07) some of your descriptive is less than comprehendable but you rhyme and if one trys they can follow the premise witch is better than most...nice work poet
Porshyee Burton your poems are so wonderful that it gets hard to find words of appreciation for each new poem and one is then compelled to press just 'like'. It doesn't mean your poems are not loved, they are really great and inspiring. 2 minutes ago · Like
Maisie 2012.08.10 08: 43 I think we have all been there - posting what we feel (often rightly so) is a good piece of work only for it to escape even one comment. Like the pace of this one, could be a rap. I have a bad habit of reading brief stuff (and also writing! !) as I always seem to be on the run! ! !
Anand Pisharody11 minutes ago But, I just don't understand how poems offer you stroke.... Comment 1 Comment0 Hasmukh MehtaLess than a minute ago when read by none and appreciated by even nobody.. it is shock in literary terms 0 Unique
Look like a Satire. Danuw Rachman6 minutes ago talk about like.... it's something that really common today, even without the reason... hhaha: D Ah, nowadays... people who appreciate something is much less than the people who just want to show their selves... don't know why... and i do agree that best product is not sold but to Keep... :) thanks for sharing Comment 0 Nice...
Unique Donald Loudon10 minutes ago Fascinating in your comparisons, yet some confusing, also! Comment 0 ok
Look like a Satire. Danuw Rachman6 minutes ago talk about like.... it's something that really common today, even without the reason... hhaha: D Ah, nowadays... people who appreciate something is much less than the people who just want to show their selves... don't know why... and i do agree that best product is not sold but to Keep... :) thanks for sharing Comment 0 Nice... Anand Pisharody11 minutes ago But, I just don't understand how poems offer you stroke.... Comment 1 Comment0 Hasmukh MehtaLess than a minute ago when read by none and appreciated by even nobody.. it is shock in literary terms 0 Unique Donald Loudon10 minutes ago Fascinating in your comparisons, yet some confusing, also! Comment 0 ok
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It is matter of joke When poems offer me stroke They receive more “likes” than comments I console self with “likes”’ rather than resent