Some Scribbling and Sensibilities

Scribbled in anonymity

The words adorn a cubby-hole

They may appear small

Rather insignificant

Encompasses the world

Observing the humankind

Their stories

Gather here for solace

To find some reprieve

Or, a mention

Here, the pen is sacred

Words revered

Voicing concerns

Opinions of the powerful

Drown genuine echoes

Essential lies

Buoy the world of power

Once embraced 

Oddities become natural

Perverse grandeur 

Fluid existence to obsolescence

Disturbing abeyance

Injects unnecessary enthusiasm

Weaknesses sold

Boldly packaged and labelled

Everything observed

From that obscure corner

Solitude gives time for empathy

A chance to network

With words and emotions

Every corner will be highlighted