Stopping of Telling People That I Write

Stopping of telling people that I write I stop telling people I write And i am a poet One of my classmates Just yesterday suspected If i could write And those poems On the wall were mine On my face A colleague once said She did not like poetry All poets are out of head An uncle does not see me Eye to eye Since the time i told him I started writing again Perhaps he just can’t tolerate A poet from his neighbourhood Listening upon the news From my wife My father in law said If I have gone off my head I asked a distant aunty To read some of mine She said She did not have time Though she sits upon the roof And whole day gazes The face of a passer by A rumour is spread Of my being betrayed Or being hurt By my childhood friend Nephews and nieces jock It is highly possible Once more i am in love Yet my students are seemed To think that A genius like me Should keep up my muse So I keep writing No more i tell anyone That I write And I am a poet