Girl next door,
None had to say it but she transcend refined,
Her features were art, I couldn’t find fault,
Soothing to the eyes, relieving the heart,
Surely she must be as wondrous inside,
I kept on eyeing and started dreaming,
Suddenly I witnessed her walking,
My feelings too stood up and went strolling,
The world didn’t move a bit,
The world kept circling,
Selfish feelings, selfless feelings
None has relation with the world revolving.
Amidst the confusion,
Where one stands stagnant,
The soul stands deficient,
The whispering subtly begins,
Awakening the self within,
The self needs reasoning,
You guys are just so mean,
People, why so mean?
He spent years and lives to impress stupid human beings.
I see the old man grinning,
The old men, aren’t they misleading?
I look up for wisdom,
They failed providing intelligence,
I thought of learning,
I left with doubt feeling demeaning,
The old men pursuing teenage dreams while dying,
The old men sad and very disappointing,
I looked for philosophers,
All I met were worse than kids in diapers.
The people backstabbing,
The children dying,
The poor suffering,
The rich suffocating,
Their wealth beseeching,
These Tyrants, so corrupting,
The world keeps circling,
Obvious to what’s happening,
Till the point of reckoning,
No one seems to be beckoning.
I pray for wisdom, I seem to be lacking,
The world ending and I still walk wondering,
The people point fingers still revolting,
The world is ending, ‘people stop hating!’
The man who said that ended up dying,
Killed by the pointing fingers and society’s frowning.
