I have written near about five to six thousand poems in total
In English
And I do not know,
How to save them?
After writing for thirty years absolutely
From dawn to dusk,
Means wherever I got the time to write,
But my poems never saw the light of the day,
I at a loss as what to do with them.
Most of the poems I am sending to are those of today,
The present times,
I do not know what to do
And how to put on?
None of the writers supported me in India
Nor do I expect from them,
Let them indulge in mutual praise and self-admiration
But bleak hope sometimes disheartens me.
I do not know what it is in store for me
And for poetry how long have I to bear,
Shall I go devoting all the time
Irrespective of?