Lousy Poet Blues
POEMSENGLISHJULY 2024
8/7/20241 min read


From the ashes of mediocrity
To the bronze age of Rome
At the edge of curiosity
And at the lens of your home
As the books of old are pouring
Written glimpses flash and shimmer
Ink spots fill the fields of exploring
The clouds of creation grow dimmer
Alone stand the words of Eden
As serpent eyes revolve
Might of Zeus left there bleedin’
With songs that strain to resolve
Children of land left without clues
Wisdom sprung from a poet’s blues
-Maroof khan