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There are

People close, walking near

Breathing the same air

Yet, somehow, not really here

Then I have you, far away

In a distant place

Yet, tangible your presence

In this surrounding space


The laughter, rings of a sound hollow

The tears refuse to trickle

Impassive, carved in stone

Voices, a monotonous drone


Herds, in numbers large

Throttling me

Slowly but surely, closing in

What is this life, if not a mortal sin?

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

In the journey

Full of purpose

Oblivious to the

Joys I crush


Necessary it is

To wear these blinkers

Lest human fallacies

Delay me with their flickers


I’ve reached now

The pinnacle of success

Then why do I feel

The echoes of emptiness?


The haunting space

Surrounding me

Where another warm

Human should be?


The gaping voids

Deep within

Breeding with the rewards

For the person I’ve been


This could be

The price to pay

For existing emptily

Without a soul, everyday

Trampling upon fellow beings

Without regret or remorse

To serve what end

Do they adopt this course?


Flitting from one

Relation to another

Not a trace of guilt

To slaughter their own brothers


No question of

Word or honor

Pouncing at every

Victim they corner


Freedom and independence

A crumbling sham

Death of free will

At their own bloody hands


Driven ahead unaware by

Ulterior motives solely

Souls being infested by

Moral depravity wholly


Affectations galore

To achieve selfish goals

The sanctity of candor

An ugly beast stole


Now rendered

Empty shells

Consciously brought about

This infernal hell


It’s all a part of the game

Survival of the fittest is the name

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?

You may force your
Opinions down my throat
I’ll still stand by mine
Refuse to be a scapegoat

You may try and
Sell your convictions
I’ll mock and I’ll scoff
At their absurd implications

You may try and
Impose your thoughts
But some minds surprisingly
Cannot be bought

You may try and
Laugh off my ways
At least I’m me
Not what popular norm says

You may try and
Label me a rebel
What path I ought to follow
No one but me can tell

Who are you to
Shove down your morality
Or the lack of it
Adorning lies to look pretty

Take your advices
Throw them away
Who needs them?
I’ll find my own way

You may try and
Strangle me to death
I’ll still put up a fight
To my very last breath

When the ones you trust
Are feeding you lies

With every broken promise
Your heart silently cries

When castles you build
Come crumbling down

When you wish to scream
But can make no sound

When every foundation
Reeks of ulterior motives

When the pain belied by your smile
No one seems to notice

When those you count on
Become opportunistic

When seeking for answers
You find only evasions cryptic

When what you thought you had
Slips away from your fingers

When you try too hard
To make traces of joy linger

When you feel so cold
You even cling to pain

When you crave emotions
To make sure you are sane

When numbness engulfs you
Draining you of sensations

When every new wound
Is deeper than existing lacerations

In this world of make believe
Where nothing is true
When alone
Who do you turn to?

Loyalties wearing thin
Fidelity tossed in the bin

Love here is sold for cheap
Adding to the garbage heap

Expectations followed by inevitable disappointment
Empty minds adorning dazzling raiment

Relationships falling into shambles
Replete with lies and gambles

Fair weather friends
Disappearing around every bend

Feigning indifference,being oblivious
Struggling to overlook the obvious

It doesn’t matter I say
Maybe I’ll mean it one day.

The inspiration for this poem was an incident which triggered the memory of a quote I’d read a while ago-

“Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.”



Brains of brick

Dressed with grime

Attempting to veil

Superficialities, to no avail


Sweeping claims made

Simulating the semblance

Of empathy may be precious

Don’t be fooled, by masks so tenacious


Blood curling screams

Echoing back emptily

From hollow ears

And still, the pain sears


Why would I

Shower my surmise

On jaded minds

Dwelling far behind


Keep them in

Guard them diligently

Let it be equated to pretense

It’s the sole saving defense…

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