Dear Life!

Dear life was lost
The city was in chaos
Harmony was eradicated
Hue and cries annihilated
Many an invocation sent
Many a proposition sent
Mothers and sisters revolted
Fathers and Brothers protested
But, efforts were wasted!
Holding on to life is a malady
Walking past life is an agony
Caught we are in the middle
With no choice but tremble
Standing with the mob
Hoping against hope
Without an idea
Seeking for Arcadia
Longing for Utopia!
Another life was lost
The city was in chaos
Lifeless and irksome it is
Yet Mundane and worldly it is
Usurped by ambiguity nobody cares,
Yet, everybody swears
Pathetic is the situation
Baffled we are of the condition
Useless is the conviction!

An Invaluable Lesson!

Words lay scattered here and there, but why is it difficult to put them together. Umpteen number of thoughts come and go, but pouring them out into meaningful sentences seems impossible. Looking beyond the impossible, waiting for the impossible to be possible, considering life to be just a series of events, this is all what I sought for. Am I expecting too much. With every wistful thought, comes along a ray of hope. But why is it difficult to cling on to the hopes.

Okay I am a pessimist and probably that’s why wistfulness takes the better of me. But am I born with pessimism? Probably no! Yet instilling optimistic thoughts in myself seems to be an unbeatable task.

Is it a sin to live life in a virtual world? Am I being foolish in seeking comfort from virtual friends? Are those people online simply bots with no heart and soul?

Probably there is no room for such things here. Seeking for a reliable companion here to help me unload the burden on my shoulder seems like I am displaying my dumbness. Seeking virtual friend’s shoulder to rely on might sound like I have no one around me to rely on. Well to a certain extent u may be right but at times it is easier to disclose something to a known yet unknown virtual friend about certain things which u find it hard to disclose it to your near and dear ones. hmm… well this is just a series of thoughts that has been troubling me since the last couple of days.. an invaluable lesson I learned is if u can’t keep a secret then don’t expect others to keep.. how well said!!

Anti-social! Am I?

Anti-social! Am I?
Yes I am,
If
Being Aloof,
Desiring my own space,
Avoiding impulsiveness,
Is considered
Anti-Social!
I
Take Pride
Proclaiming myself
Anti-Social
For I cannot accept
Intruders
Intruding my niche.
It’s my life,
My time,
Headstrong I am
It is just me
The Anti-Social..
Also,
I do not
And cannot entertain
Those endorsing
Deceitfulness and
Those lacking
Remorse.
Nor,
Do I have time
To dispense
On callousness
So,
Why do you care?