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Poem:envy by JimsonJaat001(m): 11:17pm On Feb 06, 2016 |
Sitting at the corner-most corner muttering something inaudible Quietly walk as if the earth will shake beneath him The gods' establishment of wizdom thou art A stage which cannot be achieved by any world act Can I ever wait till I will be called a grand parent? Envy! It shows in my eyes,as glass it transparent. I envy you Oh you man who has seen season upon season Years upon years Making me thinketh the gods art not fair You said you wish this age can be,for you to know youth again,can be share But I tell you;this age you own it,you own it alone,not between two brothers it can be tear. He who turns himself from the gay game for the fear of his stickly legs He wouldn't dare show his face among the youth for he fears his wrinkles will betray him He who wals about with three legs,haggard and staggered he walks He who feels uneasy when dry,cracked stick is spoken of in the fables He who shrink at the sound of war,who I heard was as warlike as wolf in his days How whose compound now fill with children and children's children like bees You have witness the rise and the fall and the might and the weakness of yesteryears' heroes You who is not a stranger to occurences,but a twin of yesterday's events Will I stay atop the soil as you? Will I see more days,what the wizdom folly of Humanity as you? Can I last till my eyes withdrawn in from the scenery of the world as you? As wise as Solomon they call you. Let me tell his biography,his axiom of places,experiences,wizdom he encountered I wonder where those two giddy legs have carried you to before they becomes three I hope: to the end of seas To the end of the oceans I guess Your words,we know,will always be back with wizdom,intelligence and experience A bag of knowledge that I become as witless as a jackdaw in his presence. Ha! Let me sing encomium for him for I know it will soon be second by dirge Yes,for I know this drama will soon end in tragedy Gentle as fawn,as grand as Greek statues,as grey as time They listen when thou talk,a new palm wine of intelligence,not the yesterday same As weak as water yet as strong of spirit as Iron; body and spirit not rhyme Thou art decidous as human but,also perennial,thou hast Agent Death at your tame. - Jimson Jaat Taofik (Master- Jaat) |
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