Poets Are Quiet

Almighty was so much pleased on poets But all the poets were standing with frown faces and quiet He asked one of his aids to know the matter He came with request from poet on subject matter “I want to become owner of the site” he had asked for blessings “All right you become owner “but see nothing goes missing No alienation of fellow poets and more over don’t turn head strong Stay with new comers and support them even if they go wrong God gave him whatever he wanted and allowed one site Soon trouble started brewing in and ensued the thought’s fight He wanted upper hand and tried to act as teacher Rest all readers too wanted to be preachers “Restrict poets to number of 100” he ordered his administrators Poor administrators were helpless guys and under the influence of mentors “This will send wrong signal, sir” one of the administrators pointed out “Oh, throw them out if they object” there is nothing more to talk about “I am head strong and will do whatever I want” he asserted I am owner too and have the right for my views to be inserted Almighty was watching carefully and smiled at aids “See, this poor poet turned owner! He has forgotten the rules already laid “What will be our next move”? How to bring him under control? He will die his own natural death “if he does not respond to popular call God smiled gently and reminded aids about his blessings What were they expected to do in case he went after mad chasing? He will be sent to poetical asylums where he will have limited poets Rest will beat drums around him and he will watch the fate He will watch them to perform at his whims and enjoy We can do nothing to prevent him from getting such kind of joy Certain people deserve nothing even if they are blessed They stand no where even if their back history is traced Poets are not trained by individuals and poetry is god gift This is divine circle and in prayers form which no one can afford any shift