O those poets who like to make the biggest noise,
And attempt to dazzle us with their modern toys,
Do not necessarily have a way with words.
Alas, at times they seem to be rather absurd.
What they lack in diction, form and structure, they make
Up for in shock value and all that irritates.
Indeed, they are often vile of tongue; slow of wit.
As the Immortal Bard once wisely quipped:
'..full of sound and fury signifying nothing! '
Appears to aptly sum up their predicament.
They constantly speak of myriad, senseless things,
And believe their spurious gifts are heaven sent.
O those poets who like to make the biggest noise
Are so similar to obnoxious girls and boys.
The criticism is well put, Falls upon much noise, No shame, lack of talent and input We see so much as fraud today, Seems that no talent and incompetence, Have a lot of nonsense still to say The best resume' is what the Master said, " Full of sound and fury, signifying, Nothing" Very sadly true, not only for poetry but in many other domains too. Would like to know who the " beautiful " lady is, Flamingo Rose?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
“Empty vessels make the most noise” so they say Great write very insightful