Poetry Corner* By Dr. Archan Mehta

 A Poet’s Fate?

I write this song

For the talented poet

Who tragically died,

Penniless, in an open gutter.

Even so,

May this poet’s tribe increase

And find solace

In the salty breeze.

May such poets find patrons,

Who support the arts,

Like this poet,

For a start.

And may such artists

Never feel alone:

Instead, may poets find

Shelter in support groups

Meant for such endangered 

And exotic species:

And may such poets

Lose their fear

Of failure, over time,

Why, their acts of

Creation feel like mine.

And may such poets

Find a permanent abode

In the act of creation itself,

Without having to worry

About how to sell

To the highest bidder

In an auction house:

After all, this is a

Fate worse than hell!

Therefore, talented poet,

Reign supreme,

For I imagine you

Up among the clouds:

Poet, you don’t need

To be loud to be heard:

We, who are sensitive,

To your needs, hear

You, loud and clear,

Poet, dear.

POET'S BIO:

Dr. Archan Mehta has earned a PhD. in Management. Currently, he is a Consultant and Writer based in India. In his free time, Dr. Mehta likes to stroll in the outdoors and party with close friends. He is also fond of meditation. Please feel free to reach out to the poet at archanm@hotmail.com at your convenience.

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