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Engulfed by

A million faces

Blank stares reflected

From open spaces

Lost in the

Callous herd

Where I shout

But go unheard

Learning to

Keep it all in

Voicing myself

An unpardonable sin

Struggling valiantly

It’s hard

In the start

To play the right card

With time

You get better

At breaking free

From the restraining fetter

Mastering the

Ways of the world

Living in my shell

Comfortably curled


A malleability

Inherent to most

Exploited to the fullest

To bring out the worst in the best


Taking the shape

Retaining the form

Of the designed mould

On individuality, losing their hold


Echoing emptily

Reflecting back

Light getting scattered

As they succumb, beat and battered

Trying to

Sugar coat facts

Passing it off

As essential tacts


Infinite hatred that

Doesn’t become any less

In front of the world

They diligently suppress


Social standing

Matters after all

Even if at every feet

They grovel and fall


Honest opinions

Don’t stand a chance

To popular belief

These puppets dance


Scoffing at

Genuine ways

Envious though

Of what candor says


In the absence of

A plastic idol

Without blind worship

Their lives would be dull


Pouring honey

In endless ways

Spitting venom

Behind my face


And you ask me to

Dampen my courage

When with indignation

I tremble in rage?


To adopt their

Stealthy ways

Living lies

For endless days


To stoop

Low enough

To succumb to deceit

When the going gets tough


To yield

What I believe in

To be a mute observer

Than raise my voice against sin


I rather be

A social outcast

Than be mould in

Their hollow cast


Someday I may learn

To do what they do

Question is should I

Become one of them too?

Silent screams

Wretched dreams

Wrecked minds

Shackled and confined


Lost is the concept of individual deeds

Where the herd leads

Mindlessly you follow

Thoroughly empty, achingly hollow


Plastic smiles

Might take you miles

The poker faces

Will make you go places


Breaking free

Can’t you see?

From this presumed role

Will save your confined soul

Bowed your head

Bent your knees

Eyes downcast with humility

Compromising your ability


Eager to please

Willing to mould

As plastic as clay

Conforming everyday


A slave to their will

Conditioned to serve

Killing your mind

Lest you be left behind


Singing their praises

Celebrating their ways

Consistently making do

So that you’d fit in too


A facade

Donned for their benefit

Became your identity

An ineluctable reality


Subconsciously imbibing

Their deplorable ways

A new you stemmed

You became just one of them


Whiffs from the past

Merging with your mask

Tenuous glimpses I see

Of someone you used to be


The fire has been smothered

Leaving behind the ashes

Those transient traces of you

Are the sole remnants worth clinging on to.

Fingers drumming

Restless, impatient

Birds on branches- idle

Obliviously humming

While here we are

With glazed expressions

An unease all consuming

No tranquility, no cessions


Much needed is

A luxurious respite

But today I need to toil

So that tomorrow I might


The glowing skies

Grow darker again

A part of me dies

As another day

Slips away in vain


Perpetual struggle

To reach the goal

Blurred as might be

Every neighboring soul


Gasping for breath

Labored with the effort

Can’t afford to stop

Lest I be trampled upon in the dirt

Run along

In this rat race

It’s the norm of the society

To save your face


Who really cares

If you’re happy or not

This is the age

Where bliss can be bought


Don’t you pause

For even a moment

Contemplating here

Is a wasted sentiment

Sport your blinders

And move straight ahead

After all this is the era

Of the living dead

It is amidst a crowd

That I am truly alone

Devoid and empty

My heart continues to mourn



Wandering away

Looking for solace

A reassuring voice

Some blissful place



Shuffling feet, bowed heads

Disappointment at every corner

Eyes like vacant pools

Every man, left a loner

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