Poetry Doesn't Sell

by Sony Dalia

“Poetry doesn’t sell”
sings a Wiseman all the while;
driving deserving ones to shores afar
looking for shelter and support.

There is a place for every one
there is a moment for every thing ;
as flowers bloom, spread fragrance
unasked, unescorted.

Books, books, books
looks, looks, looks;
there is a timeline or tagline to hook…
lest how can fish get trapped?

01-Feb-2013

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you,sir.

Sony Dalia
02-Feb-2013 13:43 PM

Thanks you,sir.

Sony Dalia
02-Feb-2013 13:43 PM

Wow Sai Soni! The oblique hints are straight though they are blinking at the Wiseman with his books, books looks and looks and.....Of course, the flowers will never stop blooming and the wide-spread stink of modernity in its chaos of pretensions shall never succeed in suppressing the fragrances............
Regards,
RKbhushan

Prof. RKBhushan
02-Feb-2013 10:18 AM