Poetry, on this your special Day,
Greetings, Good Wishes, Bro!
I met you so late personally,
You, not Wordsworth, Poe,
Tennyson, Tagore, or Bharati,
Whose noble names and lines,
Like VIPs at a grown-ups' party,
Dripped, dropped, always hiding
You and Me, and Us, postponing
Our warm, eventual embrace!
(May poets, small and many,
Churn lines, sane and zany,
And forever show that any-
One who feels can, whenhe
Writes his feelings always true,
Whether sunny, funny, or blue,
Become a Poet, your special friend,
And make You a global trend!)
Sanjib Basu 