I wanted a medal, and so I went
to the awarding committee vice president
and showed him all my poems and asked:
'Would you consider me for an award? '
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So well written, so much sense and light bit of humour in the verses. Great write Tapan. Convinces me that a good poet must never crave for awards and recognition. He/she should just keep penning verses, creating beautiful expressions to thoughts. Like stunning sunrises, sunsets, like breathtaking trees that bloom in spring - who awards them?
awards are the recognition to be remembered for a while or longer..But many people have lived in the minds of people beyond their time, as their works have had the values...the troublesome life of a writer is well expressed here, if we consider all these advices are from the supervisor, who guide the budding writer..
An excellent write from top to bottom. To have to go through so many twists just to receive the honor of being an award winning poet. Too many barrels to jump over. Just be yourself. Enjoyed the read.
'Without propaganda, sir, your poetry's as good as a chair with three legs that ever stood! ' these lines sum it all! ! its a treat to read ur poems! ! u succinctly put the stark reality in few simple words.. keep it up..way to go, Tapan
You out the hit the nail with the right hammer. Here is something that was always evident and hazy in the background and you have voiced words to it.