There was a Crook who’s into small-time crime
So nimble in theft and pocket picking.
He indulged in this guilty job full time;
It’s how he would carry on his living.
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So Crook after hearing these words of a poet called Tongue, “Ne’er like this fill your purse; / Be off your track and take to poetry / Or else god on you hurls many a curse.” was touched by them to change his ways became a poet. It is a creative sonnet.
good poems belongs to all...it is never the poet's...if he could identify a good poem..something humane should be with him..i actually thought this was valmiki's story
Dear friend Lakshminarayanan, Here what I meant was that the goon-poet simply pirated or plagiarised the works (final drafts) of others (at knife point) and unduly stole all the limelight for himself. Obviously, he wasn’t transformed to the core of his heart, unlike Valmiki, that noble poet-saint. Thank you. Best regards.