Shallow me or shallow thought of your life

spilleronsheet

What is wisdom 

what is knowledge 

what does the books lay 

what did the professor said 

when did the ageing  start  ?

 

 

to all that he learnt 

To all he recited 

to all that he followed 

to all that he mugged 

and to all those essays he wrote 

 

 

those hard work 

those late works 

those overnights of stay 

those burning of oil 

laughed by others 

smirked by strangers 

slanged by the passers

and ridiculed even by the loved ones 

 

knowledge didn’t matter 

books read didn’t matter 

grades once mattered 

now no more 

marks listed in eyes 

shallow their perception 

shallow is their idea of life 

 

lost characters 

lost soul 

what mattered

limited to green stacks in whole 

what’s your pay check 

what’s your insurance 

what’s your status 

which car you drive 

how many wardrobes you carry over 

what luxuries lay beside 

 

 

One with knowledge 

if doesn’t bring cash 

you will be laughed upon at last….

why such shallow thoughts mend inside 

why do you bend the reality of life 

 

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2022 08:10
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  • Rozina

    I know of many young people forced by parents to take up courses (eg Medicine, engineering, law) that they have no interest in - just so that they can make money, have a certain ‘status’ in life. But they are miserable and later drop out of the profession. Your poem reflects this scenario very well.

    • spilleronsheet

      Yes
      That’s true often they are guided by the experiences of others rather than interests of their own and they end up living for other people their lifetime
      Only realising at the very end what they wanted to do ever
      Sad truth

    • Goldfinch60

      Being forced to do things that you do not want to do just to earn more money is so sad in this life.
      Life is so good it does not need all that money to be at one with life.

      Andy

      • spilleronsheet

        Indeed
        Money comes when one ends up doing what they want
        Money surely is a necessity
        But in my opinion it grows along with the passion one holds inside
        Maybe a bit slower through unconventional choices but at least one doesn’t feel forced in earning money

      • Neville


        how well you draw attention to the kind of injustice that so often goes under and therefore avoids the moral radar ............. this was crying out to be posted ............. x

        • spilleronsheet

          Thank you so much Neville
          As you truly replied this injustices that plagues the society, sadly misunderstood by those who must understand the most



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