Not Poet Alone

Not poet alone No, I am not love object' Even though involved In kind acts I am quiet by nature And simple poet for sure Pen is always by my side I look at and decide The nature seems so powerful to me I am fascinated and feel free like bird I have vision to see Three the trees Birds and animals around The closeness to nature is definitely found Let me not write about beauty alone But sufferings undergone By people who only bore But did not cry any more Such people are always in my mind I am fully alive to their cause and not blind I want to paint their plight with brush on canvass And present to world as real masses I shall not be called beauty with brain But I shall try to remain As close as possible with smile And take up their plight for a while