Here is something they don't tell you:
Icarus laughed as he fell.
Palms outstretched,
He threw his head back
To gaze upon the heavens
And screamed and laughed,
Teeth bared to the world
Just watching him die.
Well if they will only watch
Might as well put on a show.
And isn't plummeting
Through the air so similar
To soaring through the sky.
The clouds speak the same,
The air feels the same,
The wind sings the same
Unrecognisable, melancholy song.
The fall of Icarus?
We say he fell because
People are scared
Of those who laugh while falling.
People can't comprehend
Hearing screams when you're alone,
They refute the unknown:
Seeing the earth as red
The earth drenched in her children's blood.
We push away the unimaginable
And push away "unimaginable" realities.
They don't tell you
How Icarus laughed
So that the whole world heard.
They don't tell you
How the sun recoiled her hand
When he flew too close to her
Because he was burning brighter.
And did she let him fall
To avoid competition?
Or did she want someone
Who could relate
To feeling like you're on fire?
Did he pull away
When she reached out to save him?
Was the thrill of the wind
Rushing past him too tempting?
Or did he reach for her hand
Only to fall too soon?
And did he laugh at how
He came so close,
Burnt so bright,
But destroyed himself: Collapsed
Like a supernova.
No not a supernova,
He was a fallen star.
As he soared,
Did he think of Daedalus?
Did he have a brief moment of regret?
Did it cause an explosion
Within his soul?
Was the only way to get rid of the debris
To bare his teeth at his father,
The heavens and the earth and below
And laugh?
They don't tell you any of this
Like how they don't tell you
The extent of Achilles' misery,
How his cries shook the earth
And petrified the sky and heavens
When Patroclus died.
They say how he fought rivers and Gods
But they blame and credit his rage.
In truth, his reality was shaken,
His world was destroyed
When Patroclus died
So he destroyed Hector,
He destroyed our world.
Love almost caused
The earth's demise
So they don't tell you that
Because they're afraid of love.
Icarus' burning, melted wax
Left trails of fire down his arms,
His thighs, his chest and thoughts.
Feathers flew through the air
And perhaps his life flashed before his eyes
But the feathers obstructed his vision
And the pain, regret and guilt were blinding.
Wax kissed his shoulders
And death embraced him from behind.
They danced and parted
And he laughed at how
Good things fall apart.
Madness, a friend, joined him shortly after.
We could blame her for his laughter
As he burned and fell
But madness didn't laugh at all,
Just danced with his flames
To the music of his laughter.
They don't tell you this.
They don't tell how he laughed
Because they don't want anyone else
To discover that there is a strange beauty
Of setting the world alight
And watching from the centre of the flames.
A.N. Wow that was a long hiatus. I'm back tho and if you don't think Patroclus and Achilles were in love you can be wrong elsewhere
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Shitty Poems
कविताA collection of shitty poems that I have written. I own the cover. Constructive criticism would be great. Pls comment anything I live for comments and flowers. Infrequent updates.
