On A Condition... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
On A Condition...
If you make me reincarnate
Make it sure beforehand
That I`ll come with a mind of a poet.
No matter I suffer a lot
But I must take to dream-pot.
No matter poetry has little cash
But for the second time too I must die a poet.
Happy to be a jerk than being a shirk of others` sweats.
And make it sure that if not more
Next time too my poetry finds some good minds.
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