Idiot decided to spit at sky.
Attempting to break bounds and earn some grace.
Fame, glory, renown tempt one to try.
Yet a spit at sky is a spit on face.
Ego and pride urge a fool to defy
The laws of nature that one can’t efface.
The vain mouth that spat can not glorify
The beauty that nature laid in place;
To sing, and dance, and soothe the crying eye
Which sheds tears on words uttered to disgrace.
{~Umr~}
Written: 9th November, 2012.
P.S “To spit at sky” is a proverb in Urdu, which is usually used when someone does something to defame someone else yet is actually giving him/herself a bad name because then spit falls on one’s own face. An example includes pointless mud-slinging in politics. I guess you got my point there. Nature is beautiful in a way that no-one can deny it’s beauty, which can be ironic as well… *I still have no exact idea why I wrote this though the 1st two stanzas do relate somehow* …… Well, I’ll just leave it to my readers to figure out and derive meanings as they please.
. . . do I ever love this poem, yes!
=) Thank You!!! =)
“Idiot decided to spit at sky” … sounds like me laughing in the face of fear when I now face monthly eye shots!
🙂
Very nice ‘aakash pe thukane se khud par chheente aate hain. ‘ I hope you understand Hindi.
I do…. since urdu and hindi are quite similar 🙂
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