Copyright Poem by C. P. Sharma

The first poem was written in the ball of fire
The divine flames blew higher and higher
Kindled lust free by chaste desire
Hatred and ill-will can't conspire

The second poem was written
when divine grace rained
It gradually cooled down
so as the life sustained

Next poems were written
on snowy mountains and vales
on the nectarine rivers, and
Trees kissed by freakish gales

Many in dancing golden daffodils
that many a heart with pleasure fill
From hidden bower fragrance spills
Original poems wrote bird quills

Poetic gems in deep oceans lay
Our being conceived in a poetic way
People like me copy- paste play
Originality is Nature's mainstay

Plagiarists one another blame
How glibly copyright we claim! ! !