Why are you vain
O hollow man
Do you know?
These useless piles
And clever guiles
Would make you bow
They would gust
In form of dust
As volcanoes blow
You would be not
More than a thought
So do not sow
Thorns in the soil
That would recoil
Although slow
Think of the earth
The pain and mirth
That would glow
Might be you are royal
But would go in soil
Its the constant flow
O the man hollow
soil is to follow
that you ever plough
A needed reminder but the words don't bite, it has to come from within, a beautiful write!
it is deep thought soil is our mother that feeds us everthing.....
The theme behind the poem is a powerful one, that no matter how great a man, we will all return to the grave. No matter how big a castle you create around yourself, it's no more than a glorified casket! Nicely expressed!
for all the poems i have read so far they are all very good and very intereting inspirational and really lovely good write post back i give u 10+++
very well done the truth and extract of lifes meandring ways great ill give u ten and cheers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, I love the idea/message of this poem.10+++