Man is perhaps , on Nature,
The worst parasite - fast and hard
Selfish, and a paradox of values barred
Loud and Cunning in every nomenclature
His links and kin, all alike
Varying in degree: tints of colour
Choosing the wrong for the right valour
Picking the evil and fatal to strike
Feelings are but funny and fake,
Knowledge in a bucket from the Cosmic well
Stories and admonitions, only to tell
For gains, ever - ready to strike
Laws and rules here do vary,
Unlike as in Nature, with Person and Pelf
All based on gain for self !
Even the innocent rocks are sliced off the quarry.
An incisive and insightful write. So true. A well expressed poem.
An insightful piece of poetry nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Focused and factual. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Beautiful illustrations. Even the innocent rocks are sliced off the quarry. I suggest you to read my poem On Nilgiri which too highlights the selfishness of man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
feelings are funny and fake, I like it, true..