We Forgot

We blotted out their names- and why was that 
when passionate insights, laid fame to their claims 
through scribbled words and wild sparrows 

A fount of verses, poured in 
from half-baked minds, 
high on nature and opium arrows 
but still, words that hydrated the brain, 
with philosophies of clouds, roads, 
and the mad winks 
of peculiar intellect. 

Flooded with the pain of desire, 
their words screamed in poetic inks 
decorated in cursive lines, dipped in the lust 
of celestial bodies- forgotten, by too many clicks, 
though always there to make us think