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It's a poignant emotional poem where the soul is making an ardent statement for it's recognition. Thank you Geetha for highlighting such an issue.

I see in this poem an attempt to jest at the mockery of recognitions conferred upon someone posthumously. While alive, he lives unnoticed... but after death, honours are generously conferred upon him...! Any way you are fortunate to rise up from the grave like Lazarus to see the recognitions and hear the praises that come your way!

A brilliant piece with a good message.............Geetha.........when in life one is not recognised and after most sought after.......strange state of mind people blessed with.................

some times it happens...people some times forget to understand the feelings of others...nice and brilliant..................

Nazir Akbarabardi (Akbarabad]Agra) ek azeem awami shayer the. Unke zamane mein unhein kabhi bara shayer tasleem nahin kiya geya, Woh chaurahon per baith kar apni nazmein aam logon ko sunate the. Unhon ne 8 hindustani bhashaon mein apni kavitaen likheen. Woh aam logon mein bahut lokpriya the. Beesvin sadi mein unhein ek bada shayer mana geya. Unki nazmon mein Aadminama aurRrorinama bahut mashhoor hayn. Unka ek sheyr: - Choolhey ke aage aag jo jalti huzoor hay Jitne hayn khas sub mein yehi khas noor hay. So if a paining treatment that is not singular with you should not me felt so much. You have written a nice and convincing poem.