The genius came and spoke a lot;
The fool in comparison sounded a flop.
He spoke at length too;
Of things fancy and untrue.
But it was the fool, who bore some dreams
in his heart;
Genius had no dreams;
He knew everything from the start
Genius had limits
But not the fool
He treaded kingdoms
That no one can rule
What we all wanna be?
A genius or a fool?
To stick to the known
or challenge hypotheses and rule
To create a world
With dreams and unthinkable stuff
To ride the smooth and cut the rough
Being genius is tradition;
Being fool could be tough
22-Jun-09
'Being genius is tradition; Being fool could be tough ' How'd you stumble on that? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a genius blooms always making little difference to the world. a fool though blooms once in life time, leaves behind much to talk of. i prefer to be a fool, if i'm not one so far!