An inspirational poet of America is remembered by me;
As he got inspiration from the common things like a bee.
Like Walt Whitman, he was never to a sea;
But he had got the better knowledge of sea without having a chance to see.
‘The Road Not Taken’ was inspired by his friend’s demise;
And his friend , Thomas was really wise.
Robert Frost was such a person who knew only to rise;
But for these endeavours, he never got a Nobel Prize.
Having tested many professions, he got solace in poetry;
But he made his own place without any mimicry.
From selling newspapers to a teacher, he loved his professions never to follow a corrupted worldly decree;
But was imaginative like Satyajit Ray, who used a wicker tray with the characteristics of mimicry.
He went to England for the development of his art;
But his beloved friend, Thomas left him to handle the worldly cart.
They both decided to go to the USA so that they could sort;
But Robert Frost’s period was caught by the world wars so that to give humanity a blot.
Before miles I go to sleep, resonate today in the darkest of moments;
Because Robert Frost was well aware about the worldly movements.
He loved all the people and their sentiments;
But he was unaware of the choices and the following currents.
You were called for the inaugural address of that time president;
Because your beloved America was making a true statement.
In the glare of the Sun, you could not look for an enjoyment;
But that time president, made a lot of initiatives for your encouragement.
Thirty one nominations for the prestigious Nobel Prize but never to get;
Because it wasn’t in your fate and I can bet.
After all, you had the opportunity of making our eyes wet;
And humbly speaking, we will always remain in your debt.
Four Pulitzer prizes were given to you because of your originality;
But you were known for your punctuality.
What was unique in your art was the hate against criminality?
And that is why, I am forced to follow you if you don’t have the commonality.
“ After Apple Making “ makes fun of our intelligence;
Breath-taking imagery makespossible to go in a trance.
The approaching Winter forces the Woodchuck to go for hibernation
And I would like to see you here in the age of Artificial Intelligence.
You had a promise to be fulfilled and you did it definitely;
But what your advice is to us when your literature is difficult to understand not partially and fully.
Your goodness should have compassion for our poor nerves because we are caught in the grip of brutality
And your goodness was aware that we do possess a watermelon’s mentality.
Why did you travel the less travelled road?
Because you knew that you were the only person to take yourself on the board.
You didn’t want to have your advertisements to hoard;
And you didn’t want to join politics and look for a municipal ward.
Your legacy is a ray of hope for everyone;
Because people like you are only one.
If I, as a student of nothingness ,go on writing on your creativefun;
I will surely die without having baked a single bun.
What do you expect from me?
You should come in my dreams so that I can be in a state of glee.
People, after reading this poem, will call me silly;
But I would liketotraverse on the paths that are totally hilly.
I have got your viewpoint and I am silent;
And before this piece, I used to be violent.
I decided not to waste money over fakescent;
But write good words so that boredom is gone and feel refreshment.
You are in our smouldered lives.
Being a man, you are unique in doves.