Who Will Buy My Poem

Netflix, Amazon

 Star Gold, Zee TV and Hotstar

 In the age of digital pornography

 Who will buy my poem?

 my poem,

 Moon, sun, stars are not stuck in this.

 My poem is an emergency call.

 My poetry is a nose rubbed before the moneylender.

 My poetry is the anger of dumb people.

 Who buys advice though?

 Hamsun Hamsun Gof Dhumsanari,

 Awake night after night at the crossroads

 Oak fire is my poem,

 Poetry has no theater beater

 Or a color TV screen,

 Who doesn't pay for screams.

 No one asks for common sense,

 Who will buy whom?

 No industry without poetry,

 smitten by the wind,

 said on hunger strike,

 The neglected laborer is my poem,

 pressed on the nose,

 Tadipar is my open poem,

 Movement of Touchable and Untouchables,

 war obituary,

 There is a brutal content of workers' strikes,

 The tambourine beat of the truth seeker,

 Is a public interest,

 Shaheer is my poem.

 Who will buy it?