You objected my language
I object not
you started to analyse theories
I object not
long dialogues hour long you delivered
to show your command on the art of poetry
I listened with silence
when you came to know my understanding
I simply told
'You wanted to be a poet
tragically become a scholar'!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written and very deep anticipation of the estimates of a scholar...All scholars though like poets have something in common.They die with time and are remembered after demise with dates and the cream of achievements.Rich becomes richer doing business on a scholars contribution.Politicians live on goons and ruffians and terrorists or crusaders or soldiers.They are also scholars.But we will still live in a world not appropriate for humans.We will pay the films artificial with its actors for our tears or smiles to share with others at the cost of our hard-works and its our money grossing box offices everytime.Show world plays with our emotions coz reality bites...a nice poem Sir