To Live with

Worried, the dreams that have not been realised

Stepped on or pushed aside

In whose company the desires have been marked?

One who thought or thinks is ridiculed

Looser! Still not part of the bandwagon

Depreciating thoughts of rusted wreckages


It must be assuring to follow the pattern

Every where there’s stagnation

Stench of the reflections are overbearing

Mediocre choices survive

How long?

There is an impending existential crisis

Distanced from persistent articulations

Emptiness surrounds the crowded insecurities

Unaware of the gifts

Unopened and discarded in dark abysses