Ask Marugu Mo
Where do all the great poets go?
If you ask me so, I would say, "I don't know"
There must be some hidden pain
Writing poems relieves their brain
Dear ones are their poems greatest foe
Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the river, ask the melting snow
They may say, " He was just here
With his grief - eyes full of tears"
Writing poems does not pay also
Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the sun, ask the shining rainbow
They may say, " He was just here
Got caught with his write - in fear"
Dear ones are their poems greatest foe
Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the moon, ask Marugu Mo
There are problems in their life
They can't help but face the strife
Writing poems does not pay also
27.02.16
P.S. : Poet Marugu Mo, himself is a great poet and his name rhymed with my poem nicely. A great poet can only give us some idea where the others have gone, so I have used his name in the title too. My respectful greetings to Poet Marugu Mo and my dedication goes to him.
Copyright © Anindya Mohan Tagore | Year Posted 2016
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