The Woman Of Yore Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
The Woman Of Yore
A pyramid of blunder
She built
Stone upon stone
Blocking the light that shone
Oh, so bright
To steer her along the way
She closed her long lashes
Pretended not to see
For the first stone she chose
Needed similar ones
For a close fit
And a regular shape
It rose and rose
And touched the sky
Till she no longer could change
Its shape or her own destiny
And so, it remains
To this day
A tribute to her folly
And the folly of all mankind
But she is striving to achieve something great. That is a good sign. Beautifully inked.Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 1:22:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
no Poet's Notes? : ) I've a feeling this has NO true association with Egyptian pyramids. Symbolism is not 'my thing', especially not knowing who the woman is.