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Blindness Of The Eyed Ones
It's so easy to write more words
vanity and levity, that say less
much the same when you talk too much
while your speech is meaningless
even at more lower level when you lie
in this mature age and awareness...............
when the child lies we blame the kid
scald him sometimes, hurt his feelings
don't we realize that they are our seed
Then, we reject the crops that we have sown
shameful when the child read our sickness,
see our vulnerability, watch how weak
we present our poetic selves. how base we act,
how low we represent the human being in our words.
so easier to open the mouth to blue flies,
carrying infection and fetid odor over their wings
then complain of cocoons nested inside our throats..
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Even when the weather is fine,
even when the sun finely shines
and the flowers in vernal bloom
even when spring is warm; the doves croon
colourful vistas laid to your quill to ink, to paint, to recreate..
You are still complaining!
you are still ranting, foaming...vomiting...
cursing the day, and the heavens
don't you know if you take the sky for granted
and the seasons to you, aimlessly gifted.
those birds and elements that
they pass unnoticed,..know that :"
for others, for the desperate one,
for the poor people, for the sick
aged ones, and for those
who rarely can see, and for the deprived
all those simple things are wealth, are treasury,
are godsend, the boon you curse, the wealth
you overlook; the poetry you miss,
the life you should live and its fruits to the humans; then
generously and unrequitedly give..
Published 18th Dec 2024
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