hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 26,106 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

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We have more writers
Than readers
No one wants to respond
Even if beautifully corresponded

It has become greed fame business
Writes rush to purchase votes
To get personal ranking
And then politician like thanking

"Why do you want me read"?
Upon being asked he felt dead
"Sorry sir, I will not ask" he replied
Before reading his reply, my soul had already died

I find formation of cartels
That goes well
With new generation
For building relation

It is no poetry
Not a word of thanks to almighty
Only you find "like" "good" or nice picture
I feel pity about poem for which it was written sure

Many poets even do not acknowledge
With frowning face, they even manage
"Care too hoots, who bothers with" reads approach
Where as with poetry they have no teeth as such

Submitted: Friday, July 04, 2014

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