INTELLECTUALS

Intellectuals

You are a Flower Pot  Born  Person

You Have a Dwarfish Identity

Like That of  A Bonsai

Your Musings Are Like An Intellectual  Diorrhea’

As  If  Food Consumed  In  Ten Parties

Because Of  Indigestion

Gets Thrown Up Like Vomit And  Spreads On Paper

Not  A Word  In  It 

That may qualify  For  Empirical  Truth 

You  Exactly  Like  A  Bonsai

Are  Standing

With  A  Fake  Aged and  Experienced  Look

You  Have Artificial  Wrinkles  On  Your  Forehead

Your  Roots  Too Are  Visible and More Exposed Above   Ground

Then In the Soil

Your  Fake  Age,

Birth Certificates Can Not Give any Ones Age

Without Facing  Storms

Without  Swings  Adorning Your Branches

Without Birds Making Nests On Your Branches

This  Mimed age has No  Sanctity

You Who Has Lived One Day over and Over Again

In all These Years

Has Aged By Merely ONE DAY Alone

To Give Reality To Ones Age

You Have To Live the Years

Not merely mime the living

Today Your non empirical  Intelligence

Is Like Fruits on A Bonsai Plant

Beautiful But Devoid of Taste and Nutrition

Your  Flag Of  Intellect

Is Like Tricolour On the Table

Symbol yet Non Inspiring

When You shall Leave the pot and get Rooted in the Earth

Then Your Roots Shall Go

Inside the Ground

Very  Deep

When You get Out Of The Controlled Enviornment Of The Greenhouse

And Face The Sun’s Wrath

Then Alone

You Shall have the perception of Your Manhood

And a Feeling of Completeness

Then Your Words would Have Philosophy of Life

Your Identity shall unravel Historic Facts

You After Getting Your  Full Dimensions

You shall not look for

An  Art Critics Review for your Self Respect