Friday, September 5, 2008

To Lucifer

Misconceived blasphemy

Alas! all that ardour,

All lured away

Engulfed in egos,

Wrapped in wraths

Oh! A meek earthling

And a fiery finesse

Was there any match?

 

Standing tall

Amid the bowed ones

Angles of light

And beings of fire,

What was that you sought?

Oh! You know what you got!!

 

Whom did you defy,

Oh fallen one?

Man or God!