Imagination… <br /> <br />To a Buffalo is a bizarre aspect, <br />Cause he cares not <br />Who is going to taste his meat, <br />Fried, Roasted or Grilled. <br /> <br />To a Lion is a matter of mean <br />Stance and low profile, <br />As he hunts, mates and rules <br />His domain on his will alone. <br /> <br />To Flamingo is a disgrace, <br />When comparing her voyage, <br />The thousands of unfriendly miles <br />Over the desolate seas. <br /> <br />To Cuckoo is against her audacity; <br />By tradition has her eggs hatched <br />In cosy cage of a crow’s toil <br />That demands not any repute. <br /> <br />Even to a blind fish is <br />Imagination an aspect inane, <br />As waters, mud flats, river banks, <br />Are blessings of food and shelter. <br /> <br />A polar Bear or Eskimo dreams <br />Not an absolute weather transition; <br />From frozen white winter <br />To a sweating sore summer. <br /> <br />No mention of a Mango’s wish <br />To taste like an Apple ever found <br />In timeline, Nor vice versa, <br />As nature in her rules is so sharp. <br /> <br />Only Man is not done <br />With What and Who He is. <br /> <br />Something that subsides the <br />Desires of an edgy heart, who <br />Silently perching on idle seat is <br />Mastering the art of imagination <br />By browsing, posting and reviewing <br />The fallacies and faculties of the <br />Fascinating human factor; <br />Which he considers a boon, <br />But in fact is a curse insidious <br />That lures him into the blank <br />Voids of answerless questions <br />And irrational interpretations.<br /><br />Tajudeen Shah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imagination-a-boon-and-a-curse/
