Bombilating like fleas, bombinating like bees;
Philandering like donkeys, fiddling like monkeys!
Buzzing around begonia in pensive moods,
Huffing and puffing along ruminative roads...
Earth is the man’s cradle, yet unable to handle,
Tut! He has to leave his cradle in a bridle!
With festinating and hotfooting, man is whizzing along!
By speeding up, and setting up, he is zooming along!
With barreling and hieing, he is cannonballing along
By racing and rocketing, he is rushing along!
By traveling and locomoting, he is pelting along!
Horsing around and playing around, he wasting his lifelong!
Valet de chambre is ye, lured by machine touch
Humankind remembers! A myth is human touch!
Man is a myth now, oh, Einstein!
Technology is with a stain, oh, Frankenstein!
Man sold himself to money in a room,
Bang! Bang! Human gang meets its doom!
Professionalism is in hay, humanity is at bay and on reel,
Where is the zest? Where is the zeal?
Where is promptness? Where is the feel?
In the world of plastic smile, Where is human appeal?
Time is a healer, time is a dealer, oh my mate!
Wait and see! Natural games of fate!
With butterflies in his stomach, a man flies
Yet reaches nowhere and a man dies....
Nature is the loveliest and liveliest thing is a saying
So, surrender thyself to nature, hey! Trivial being,
See the millions of species in the universe limitless!
See the thousand and one things in the nature ageless!
With quakes - things have gone downhills and slumps!
With tsunamis' bam - he is down in the dumps.....
With hailstorms and acid rains, human troubles amplified...
Eruptive volcanoes, conglomerating disasters problems multiplied,
Make amends with nature,
Otherwise prepare to ends of ye - a minute creature....
I can kick my own behind for not reading this before... This is my kind of poetry! Harry, a pat on your shoulder, for writing this brilliant poem!
Thank you Jacqueline Broad for such a marvellous review on the poem 🙏🙏👍👍
Wow, wow, a great poem, really a great poem! ! ! ! You are a great writer and a poet, , , noble and a fantastic man you are.. [Earth is the man's craddle, yet unable to handle Tut! He has to leave his craddle in a birdle/the naked-truth of life/ ((good rhythm and an internal rhyme with a fine imagination)) ] Humankind remembers! A myth is human touch, Man is a myth now(so philosophical line) Time is a healer, time is a dealer, oh my mate So, surrender thyself to nature, hey! trivial being(that trivial things-body, mind and soul) [what an amazing rhyme scheme in these lines, (superb internal and end rhyme) I salute you great poet! ! ! ] Otherwise, prepares to end of ye, a minute creature(this's a challenging line) Oh, dear poet, , Really you're a talented and a brainiac! ! ! ! 10+10+10+10+10+10+10+10+10+10+ For this great poem! ! ! ! !
'Bombilating like fleas, bombinating like bees; Philandering like donkeys, fiddling like monkeys! Buzzing around begonia in pensive moods, Huffing and puffing along ruminative roads..' I can see here a royal, regal and blue-blooded display of words. Yet contrastingly, we can see here how a poet can use his satire to mock at the present day society. Mean is powerful yet the usage of language is comical. So I can coin a term for the poet a comical satire! A big treat to you - hey poet take it!
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I would like to translate this poem
'Professionalism is in hay, humanity is at bay and on reel, Where is the zest? Where is the zeal? Where is promptness? Where is the feel? In the world of plastic smile, Where is human appeal? ' You are to amazing my frined, splendid captivating piece, riddled with imagery. This is an insanly well written piece!
Thank you for your amazing review on the poem 🙏🙏👍👍