Lost in my melancholy world
I write again with a poignant endeavor…
These haphazard words of rhythm
Are but weird enticing metaphors
Portraying the raging pandemonium
Inside my mind, inside my heart:-
Engulfing with competence my sanity
As a monument of ambiguity I stand to part
My ephemeral happiness
With its audacious momentary glory,
I cogitate its reality and the poet in me
Weaves the words into a story,
Gibberish to the world approprié!
A hopeless rant to all those
Super perfect human beings
Renouncing the outburst I chose!
Surprised, I suddenly realize:-
The key to my deliverance lies here!
Pouring out my emotions through scribbles
As the crisis in my head nears,
For a final showdown in the world of bedlam:-
I write to save myself, the only hope
In this fettering world of negativity;
The nectar that’s keeping me alive, my precious, my antidote!