Sad Good Bye

I decide to stop posting On "Muse India" with silent protest As articles go unnoticed or unread A sign of ungratefulness to the dead May be poems are not up to standard For which they may be considering as sub-standard I am what I am and can never be changed For poet, it is unbearable and must be well managed I have often aired my grievance On number of occasions and not once It is shame for the poet not to have been heard He can not be left behind without being read It is not the question of forcing the readers They are well judged and well read leaders What can be read and what can be neglected remains their domain I am ordinary poet so concern definitely remains Even birds change nest when their existence is threatened With a heavy heart to think of "no return" Yet it is long association that pinches heart Otherwise life is full of uncertainties and must find good start I migrate to green world where I hope to settle It may be possible there I will be among herds of cattle Yet it is literary thrust that compels me to think on those terms I shall have time to move in new world with no rich return I thank to all who have helped me to encourage Not to loose heart despite being outraged The stage actor may definitely want little claps Else it may called an visible insult amounting to slap I shall endeavor to extend my support To all those whom I consider needs good rapport Little words of appreciation for their creative work I must remain on their side without offering a jerk