Idled Idealist Poem by Sathya Narayana
Idled Idealist
IDLED IDEALIST
He is an idled idealist;
A muscled imbecile,
a savant to no avail
in search of a new world!
While blurring are lines
between the good and bad;
But the right and wrong;
dithered of discerning wisdom,
he is stranded there, in the middle
of labyrinthine lanes all around!
Towards which side to stride...
Left? Right? East? West?
Fuddled is the ideal vanguard...
Alas no friend to walk together
nor even a foe to offer
A decent fighting pleasure!
In this social warren
he remain lost and forlorn
like a frozen mountain
of vain profusion!
Sounds very familiar - but in life we live between boxes, labelled this and that and the meaning and value differ. I agree the idealogist must never be idle, not easy to change people or say 'stop the world I want to get off' We all have principles and convictions but hard to see it through in todays world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 6:38:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A failed idealist is someone we can all relate to...they are so obsessed with their own idealism that they lose contact with reality and humankind in general...great thought provoking write...10