Let Me Tell You

Let me tell you Let me tell you one truth The vastness of infinity is fathom less But one wonderful matter to win this Poets' knowledge is beyond case That is why that their pens ride and run To catch easily even black hole's speed No escape from their diagrams As if universe contracts Volume to volume, epic to epic Their pens flow to dry ink A case of thought and Limitless boundary leaves ideas of blinks They have measured the world Many more have won entering into Hearts of people remain saluting poets Pouring honours and rewards more and more Some describe poor they are Poets' peripheries are within close area It is not truth to gauge them like this They are very sincere and honest in whole era If they would have ruled the world There might have borne peace and bliss Because the nature proofs this perfectly As the seed so the reap The treasury would have been full Nature would have exploited for real development Distribution of facilities would mean equal Not discriminating for poor to down fall Demons will die god will be pleased People will feel calm and happy Living in one birth place for life Women will be worshipped as real goddess Only poets can trace the genuine pace Of space and full nature's job without hurt A steel and dynamic love To all, always, let me tell you this as a poet.