A brilliant man he was,
That’s what they say.
A man with no fears or anxieties!
A great poet; who most certainly lead a lyrical yet tragic life.
He valued everyone & appreciated everything about them.
Every single aspect in life captivated his attention,
But nothing trembled his insides.
And that was his tragic flaw!!
He valued everyone,
but loved no one!
“Non- wrathful Achilles” was his designated name amongst his circle.
He stood up and fought for everyone,
But he cared for non of the matter s!
He was never in pain, and never in agony.
Some called him “Tin-Man”,
And others called him “Übermensch”.
Some loathed him,
And others loved him.
Some feared him,
And others trusted him.
But all in all, he never passed someone’s life unremembered.
He was accused of being a mischievous fraud,
And was recognized as being genuinely sincere.
He wrote epic tales,
Yet witnessed non of them!
He never tried to get something where there was nothing,
And his grace never had an ugly picture of itself.
His most precious possession was a white canvas,
For the innate set of possibilities it withheld;
In which he didn’t believe in any.
He was the exception of the rule,
And he’s the one who created that rule.
He shattered everyone’s illusional realities,
And created their preference for new dreams.
There are endless words and not enough space in the spectrum of languages to describe who he was.
However, with all the names he was called,
He was never called or perceived as a fool!!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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