A Thousand Scoundrel Winds May Scream
A thousand scoundrel winds may scream,
And howl the storm-laden night
The Himalayan winds may roar,
With their fury, with their might
And speak as much or little truth
As those who think they know
The wise professions of the learned; -
A gale wind, a blizzard’s snow
A fickle lantern lamp may shine,
With dim and dying light
Burning from some hidden place
On a fog-enshrouded night
And illuminate as very little
As those that claim to see
We know nothing – we know nothing:
The sole true philosophy!
Copyright © David Vr | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment