Pleasures of Man's Folly
PLEASURES OF MAN’S FOLLY
What can we say of man’s wisdom?
But to know it seeks freedom
From the distance of heavens kingdom
The thoughts of which we should feast on
Pleasures of man’s folly
What necessity is invention?
Than to rip nature of perfection
Reality hell bent on mass correction
The end on which lies destruction
Pleasures of man’s folly
They claim hold of its need
Yet it’s far from the necessary
Giving life to the eyes at sight
Its use is damned till dawn
Pleasures of man’s folly
Men and neonates rage at your presence
Hearts lift to know of your absence
Sight of your absence is a welcoming ambience
Your many colours can’t restore looming pretence
Pleasures of man’s folly
Your conception was silly,
With or without straps
Be it perfect or willy-nilly;
Full or half cups
Pleasures of man’s folly
Two mountains rise to clarity
One valley cleave seen in celerity
At your removal mountains obey gravity
Your work is best expressed in brevity
Pleasures of man’s folly
Before now, you never existed
All could see the lumps you confined
Alas these days, we are perplexed
Since your use for confinement is released
Pleasure of man’s folly
Natures age long pacifier
Why have you sought in her solace?
She is no good to you even in tubes
She is a traitor when she comes in nets
Pleasures of man’s folly
She makes a dint when off
Process which baths many flag-off
Our expectations never cut-off
At the break of sunlight we round-off
Pleasures of man’s folly
We salute your courage
At sight, you ignite our forage
Tales about you will be the best montage
But, what use is you in old age?
Pleasures of man’s folly
THE INVINCIBLE PEN
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