Poet 1-- you have landed straight from moon
I was waiting since morning
And now it's noon

Poet 2-- I live near by and not in moon
What's the matter , I ain't no fool
Come rush to the point real soon

Poet 1-- my poems are dying
Untimely death
No listener at all
lend me your ears
And I shall serve you till last my breath

Poet 2-- ohh dear brother I feel your pain
I'll read your's, if you read mine
Let the other selfish lot
remain devoid of our artistic claim


Manisha