Not a Word of Criticism

Not a word of criticism
But confine to a world of humanism
Of starts and sky of moon light
Only love in same places at night

Some fasciations of unknown life
Knowing not about the double edged knife
Yet trying to touch the emotions and plight
Trying to find the ways and means right

Poets are not meant to please
They must come out and release
Whatever they can contribute
Whether in peace time or in dispute

They may share the burden
Contribute a lot to remove the hurdles
Create awareness by useful writing
Educate the people and discourage violence and fighting

They need not fear prison
They can’t be pushed in without any reasons
The sedition and trial is something different
Patriotism and humanism is praise worthy movement

Don’t shy away from real task
It can flare up emotions at start
There need not be adding of anything
It may prove worthwhile and something

Poets are not born but origin from nowhere
The plight and sufferings make them to rise from somewhere
They fight with pen and not with weapon
As battles are never lost but always won

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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