Once upon a time
I saw an intellectual
Merged in heaps of books
Slept on tattered notebooks
Unsatisfied with all he had
Cutting with sharp knife of logic
Unending stream of arguments
Once that was good turned bad
And this bad should be better
Wrong ought to be corrected
And this correction should
Be further corrected
This is nothing but
Unending corrections of corrections
Without love and affection
Pure reason of character dual
Once upon a time
I saw an intellectual.
Anil Kumar Sharma
17/05/2015