A Foolish Poet
A foolish poet
One day i was wandering with empty mind
I smell literature from thousands of mile away
So i am running with no legs
I want storm to reach
I am deaf
I want thunder to hear
I am blind
I want those oceans of star to see
I am dumb
I want those thousands of Indian languages to speak
O God !
I am brainless scholar
I am inkless writer
I am a poet ....
A foolish poet
i don’t know
why i’m writing......
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