Judge others by your common code
And measure them by your tailoring tape
Those puny beings in their petty pace
Doing their dull rounds within their allotted spheres
Their small breasts heaving in small hopes
All their tomorrows bringing them disappointments new
The flickering flames of their brief candles
Are then in darkness suddenly lost.
Witches whisper in every ear
But their timid hearts neither harken nor stir
By anything ambitious and vast.
Flightless from fright they explore no dizzy heights
Small fries they swim along the shallow coasts
Never venturing out into the open seas.
Their hearts sink even from a thought
Of leaping over a low stile.
Crawling creatures they pick up only crumbs
Worming their way to a dusty death.
Fortune’s beggars they never know
She is a hero’s whore.
Never a faceless follower
Nor a nameless nobody
Seeking safety in a crowd
Head and shoulder above the rabble
I march at the head of the host
Till I win that which someone else has lost.
Be he my boss or brother who blocks my goal
I shall baulk at nothing.
But look at my lady and her likes
All those feeble hearts,
Swept off their feet by a few drops of blood
Unable to outgrow a foolish philosophy
Or kill a conscience full of milk
Meant for the feeble, fail
On the threshold of that shadowy world
Where a different scale is used
To weigh what is good what is bad.
Only one death each of us owe to God
Which you pay every minute
But I pay once.
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Author notes
Written May 31st, 2006
A contest entry
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this is a really great poem, it's very powerful, and sure gets you thinking, it's not at all what i was expecting for the title, which is a good thing cause it's so unique
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The thing I like about this poem is that it has several implied meanings. In other words, good poem.
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I think this is the one I like out of your work little differnt that what I read but still good thanks for your comment on Feelings I changed a few things hope you like if not each there own and thank you for your open words please don't ever hold back on my poems if it don't sound good. Thank You
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All rascals have their rights to defend their rascality and to invoke God. Even if there is none we have to invent one.
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outstanding
very Good rant. do you feel that you owe GOD anything or is just your GOD? -
very good poem...
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I had been to the great Himalayas, not permanently though. It was here, according to our Kalidasa, that Parvati was born, grew up to be a very beautiful damsel and to fall in love with a madcap called Shiva. He was always under the spell of some narcotics, surrounded himself by ghosts and all kinds of animals and was old enough to be Parvati's father. Do you think immortal poetry can be written on a theme like this?If you have not read the Kumarasambhavam please do it without delay. Thanks for reading and commenting.
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Like Pavlov's dog we are all so thoroughly conditioned that we can hardly look at things from a different and unusual angle. That could be done only by a genius like Shakespeare.
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Like millions, it's not me but Shakespeare who rides. I wonder if there ever was such a man! God's rare gift to humanity. Thanks for reading and commenting.
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fantastic write as always my friend,although it seemed different than what i usually read from you. not bad,just different.
great job
hope you are doing well,havent seen you on here in a while
peace
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interesting piece
some dark thoughts your words do weave...good imagery your words paint in places perhaps a tad too long .... not rising above seeming not to have ambitions area i just felt you went on a bit too much in this section, as the reader it lost some effect, having said that could be too late in the night for me.I did mostly enjoy the read
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you're on a shakespear ride... nice poem... it bings out the darkness of macbeth and at the same time the virtue too... Great work, but obvious since it comes from you...
Take care my friend, you havent been around to see me for a while now... miss you
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