Not word of criticism

Not a word of criticism But confine to a world of humanism Of starts and sky of moon light Only love in same places at night Some fasciations of unknown life Knowing not about the double edged knife Yet trying to touch the emotions and plight Trying to find the ways and means right Poets are not meant to please They must come out and release Whatever they can contribute Whether in peace time or in dispute They may share the burden Contribute a lot to remove the hurdles Create awareness by useful writing Educate the people and discourage violence and fighting They need not fear prison They can’t be pushed in without any reasons The sedition and trial is something different Patriotism and humanism is praise worthy movement Don’t shy away from real task It can flare up emotions at start There need not be adding of anything It may prove worthwhile and something Poets are not born but origin from nowhere The plight and sufferings make them to rise from somewhere They fight with pen and not with weapon As battles are never lost but always won