Poets are really fools
They always think of others
And want to change this huge world
With their tiny insignificant word

They can never control their emotions
And try to swim like fish in the oceans
They want to cross the nations
And try to create some sensations

They try to fly like birds
With their imaginary feathers
They want to talk about all weathers
Poets are really fools

They want to live like honest men and women
Forgetting that this world is corruption prone
They want  to transcend all barriers
And are  even ready to ruin their careers
Who will listen to their sane words?
Poets are undoubtedly fools