People make fun at me...
my eyes glassy; nose stubby,
skin inky and body burly!
A fall guy I am
an ugly effigy; a zany!
I too boo at the Almighty...
'Hey! You went astray!
while shaping my clay! '
good one sir. an 8 for you. not that i'm of the age to rate a poet as elderly as yours, but a little more details would've helped describe the idea much better - and speaking of the idea, it's really nice one....
Let us not worry about the physical! Simple living, noble deeds, sweet words, honest work, cheerful disposition etc. need to be cultivated!
Fantastic piece..even the Almighty is not spared for erring while shaping your clay...A delightful read..10+++++
The way in which you wrote this was VERY entertaining!
I like the entertaining twist on saddening feelings, very enjoyable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed reading this poem. It really speaks to how people feel about their imperfections