From the hottest fire
I quietly alight,
with a burning desire
To change the world's plight.
The journey was long,
But I had to touch the ground
By remaining very strong
Without being browned.
The stars closed its eyes
The moon kept quite
I took all pride
In my all alone stride.
Down in the space
There was no race
As I left my trace
Which they could not embrace
When I reached to the clouds
They melted with my stout
Some of them started to shout
Let him go and get out.
Very few had some courage
To stand my burning rage
With skin so thick and straight
With body pounding in the race
When I reached to the ground
It cracked by making sounds
Took me inside and drowned
What is the reason for this round?
I hung my head in shame
I thought it will earn me some fame
People will remember my name
But now everything looks to be vain
Now I learned, with burning desire
Yet with warm heart
If your purpose is to be admired
Then make the journey smooth and smart.
What a way to do introspection and self realization: I hung my head in shame I thought it will earn me some fame People will remember my name But now everything looks to be vain Now I learned, with burning desire Yet with warm heart If your purpose is to be admired Then make the journey smooth and smart.
I have shuttled from here to there and from Crook to the Brook. I am glad you have taken right cues to keep the flow going in the case of The Crook. AT will be so happy to find a suitable match for his poem though with a bit of smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your title is so appealing that I read the poem twice to understand the true meaning of your title and in the end I realise that what you are upto is that the arrogance of the latter has a tail lights from the seventh sky to reach the earth and realise that during his journey how we feels about and how arrogant he remains however in the end it is the human soul that realises that life is nothing but to enjoy and live in peace