They Were Something Else Poem by Akhtar Jawad
They Were Something Else
I am so much obstinate,
And I am so much absurd,
Often I break the mirror,
In it I look an ugly turd,
When my pen becomes a slang,
I break it, its pieces I throw,
Wish I could cut my throat,
Whenever I sound like a crow!
I confess I am an obnoxious,
And sure, I'm too despicable,
Wish I could change myself,
Admit I'm no more capable.
I dream to change the world,
Me! Simply a bad bare kelse,
Men who changed the world,
Were really something else.
Kelse means the act of gurning while drunk.
Also someone with a strong stench of turd
My jaw hurts I was bare kelse last night.
gurn
verb
gerund or present participle: gurning
1.
BRITISH
pull a grotesque face.
2.
SCOTTISHIRISH
complain peevishly.)
Why do you underrate yourself ! You are a smart 'youngster' in your late sixties- capable, imaginative and manly!
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