The Call Of Genius Poem by Meng Lim Dr

The Call Of Genius



Genius wakes trembling
From its deeply-troubled sleep
‘I've a gift that I can't describe
Can I this something keep? '

The call of genius from an unknown realm
That which breaks the mould of the owner's past and mind
Its imagination encircles and encompasses the universe entire -
Ideas, images, figures, patterns and shapes of every kind.

‘Am I real or am I in a dream?
I seem to have lost what I was in the past
Life and people are strange and the world seems to have changed
Whom and what can I trust? '

What is genius and where is its abode?
Who can its mystery decipher?
A question even the owner can't answer -
He walks, often sadly, as a loner.

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