Oh! Icarus

Icarus and his dismal fall

Oh! Icarus, why?

Why did you fly,

Like a bird so high?

Tell me why?

 

Didn’t you know,

That it was foolish to go,

With wax wings near,

The red star?

 

Not paying heed to your father,

You went after,

Chasing your subconscious dream,

Tasting the momentary freedom.

 

Yet natural world,

Didn’t stand,

  Your defiance whatsoever,

Throwing you where you started over.

 

For you feel pity I,

With a cavernous sigh,

Ever,

Yes, ever.