The King of Ideals

The King of Ideals

A Poem by Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah
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by Shin

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He was the King of ideals,

Which made the winds blow,

The sky to rumble with rain,

And the vain in young men,

That traveled the world, huge,

To quench and fill its satisfaction.

It held and as much, hid many secrets,

Of itself, revealing a little to entice,

Young minds, impressionable, daring,

That made for enthusiastic fun.

Like children at play chasing butterflies,

Dashing about and falling over themselves,

Then tiring and looking for something else,

It was a scheme that brought many things,

Someone added music to it, a symphony,

That drove the passions to new heights,

That captured its intention in actions,

When the beloved asked in a frown,

' What did you mean by that? '

Which the other will shrug off,

As nothing, ' didn't mean anything by it.'

Then we began again the play to continue,

As we do today, hidden, expectant and hopeful.

 

 

 

 

© 2012 Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah


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Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah
Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah

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