How To Respond!

Oh, Lord how to react to my elders? How to pay gratitude to all my readers? What a hidden well wishers they are? I was pushed simply very far How could I dispel their feelings? Was I ever ready or willing? How can well knit organization be left? How can there be overnight shift? I misjudged the reader's mood Poetry is just tonic and food It has divine infusion with great thrust We all must pray almighty for its preservation and is must I shall stay and must continue Must give to larger audience whatever is their due What is their in appreciation or condemnation It is permanent bond and solidly laid foundation Let each brick carry its own weight Then only building can gain its height The stone at the base can see with honor and pride I must uphold this view and never hide They are no seized with domestic problems But disgruntled with happenings around them Some of the poems may not appeal them earnestly This is a normal cause and I must admit it frankly If all the pots made by potters find the way Not a place in market will be left to stay Some poems may find applaud and appreciation Others may go down with displeasure and condemnation