Future Imputation! Poem by Azitej Anand

Inventions and discoveries are,
Child of human lofty intellectualism;
My arms are floating on, to grasp emotions:

I stare sun for tears, even I pinched myself;
Tears flowed down, mere sweat rather than my emotional creations.

Standing on the future sword;
The sword tip, pierces my bare foot; as my mind tossed with factual aspiration.

Wordsworth Said: 'Poetry got radiance from emotions'; Keats led: 'Man like spider spin from his own inward airy citadel';
I need such splendid legends five senses; for my poetry words accumulation.

I thought; although in a Factual world of 2050, a poem, besides intellectual tongue is impossible to be penned!
I stare sun, for tears: and, drank it for inducing a tint of emotions, that adds in me poetic perfection:

I am a poet, mere a spider trapped in an intellectual web;
My factual net is firmly fabricated; and my emotions diluted with facts is the cause of my poetic amputation.