Dingy Earth
A Anjandev Roy
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The young bard writes,
He soars high with the wings of poesy,
But soon the severe reality drags him in the dingy earth,
He cries and cries in deep pain and resentment.
When he becomes tired,
Someone Whispers to his ears,
"Don't cry, dear friend!
This is the tragic fate of all the poets,
But they can meditate deeply for a long time
And can successfully create a tranquil poetic realm only for themselves
From where no one can dethrone them then,
Take lesson from those eminent men and write."
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