The Crowd

Once you are absorbed by the crowd, you forget the yearning of solitude

Cradled by the multitude, the thoughts go through a tumultuous time

The intoxication of seeking approval by the myriad possibilities that are promised

Frenzied delights the heart racing towards the masquerading euphoria 

Ineffable persuasions lead to the enormous dome full of masked realities

It was unexpected for the soul to feel alone after the crowd promised fair participation

Chances are that the prejudiced vitality has been misleading the soul all this while

Wandering here, looking for that identity, which has been erased unceremoniously

It feels a void when reality dawns on the individual, of a mysterious seeking

Where the thoughts have been shepherded into the confines of a barren territory


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