Oh Poets

Oh poets I felt dead When read About not being heard Was this sentiment with sincere word? I felt otherwise As it was full of promises Thousands of readers silently liking But never express in writing Poetry is not meant for livelihood The meaning is clearly understood The pen automatically flows The ideas it has freely allows The poet has to survive And revive An age old story Of praying to an almighty It may need no praise But shall surely raise The level of worship earnestly And air it honestly Readers definitely read and take note Many readers have finally wrote I can't reach them individually But surely convey heartfelt gratitude obligingly