Tagging disturbance
Disturbance
Oh God! It disturbs
As if wounds are aggravated
And salt water is sprayed
With hardly any reader available
Only poets are on table
With only posting of their creation
But have no time for other's gradation
People tag several times
And then follows the parallel line
People tag me with as if I am not aware of
I have no time to read such secured thoroughfare
If only poets are there
And no readers tot ace care
I think days are over
And we shall run for real shelter
I shall ban few
And get time to review
Only those writers who really need tag
Else I shall now really beg
It increases traffic
And onslaught is terrific
I feel as if way laid
And have nothing of own to be said
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It increases traffic And onslaught is terrific I feel as if way laid And have nothing of own to be said