Love With A Poem

The published-one flies off With a delighted flight- As if, a flower into a butterfly And upholds itself Beyond the eye sight. The unpublished-one only sits Face to face and speaks. The poet also lends his ears Like a father and the weakest offspring. He holds in his lap and fondles- The two silent lovers, in a pretty scene. When the publisher Will have his splendid appearance- And call one by one! The poet looks a little unsecured… The poet then once, sees destitution In his room of thought And at home. (Dated: 26-11-2017) .