Don’t put on sale outpour of your soul <br />Don’t move around with a begging bowl <br />Just add to this ocean your drops in silence <br />Without seeking opinions on their excellence. <br />Be sure they would on the surface rise <br />Pearls of your thoughts won’t be hidden from eyes <br />Wait with patience for heart’s joyous sound <br />When from the ocean your drops are found. <br />Leave in your mind no trace of doubt <br />The hunters of poems will surely find you out.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-know-what-i-mean-5/
