You'Re Right And Wrong Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

So you say poems don't sell
ain't no buyer for your works
arduous hours of a job done well
go down the drain fetch no perks!

You're right poems do don't sell
though you fill them with heart's spice
by the hour growing weary and frail
you surely can't feel any nice!

A dollar a poem how fine it would be
add a dollar a read to it
but poems are meant to be sold just free
you aren't to be paid for the feat!

But you're wrong poems do sell
them the readers do buy
when to their heart your thoughts travel
and their spirit soars up sky high!