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The tables turned upside down
Things were going just the opposite
Just feeling like the river seeing my shadow and not me.
Disappearing and fading away my memories
The unfulfilled wishes and the editorialized society
that always passes antagonistic comments on me.
Hits me right on my face to do anything which I wish to do.
The liberty which I got to do anything I want
Is not lost but taken away by the society.
Pulling me from either ways just like
I was tied by two different war nations
Fighting for two various causes.
Hanging in the mid air, battling everyday
For sustaining with tranquility.
Trying to be chivalrous, but sometimes my self confidence goes down.
Feels like it's better to be choleric and turbulent in nature.
But, I never wanted to hurt those innocent people residing in the society.
The adulterated society debilitating my thoughts
With stingy actions and ruffling behavior.
Withdrawing myself from a new beginning.
I fear that one day words might turn into actions
Stepping back, might lead me to fall into the deep holes of wrong people.
Crossing every date on my calendar
Just waiting for the right moment to live my moment
Just living in the bounded rooms all the day long
Crying all day long, left alone with no one to listen my pain
And to heal my sufferings that is caused by my pain.
In the dark nights, just waiting for the morning sun
To enlighten my room with those candescent rays.
Even the educated doesn't understand what a person feels
Because education never taught how to understand person feelings.
Past was full of trauma,
Now it's totally a world filled with people who learnt drama.
Tortured by word abuses, harshly
That hits so hard than abuse by hitting.
These feared me when I was a kid.
But, now it's no more.
All is that because I battled with fear, not with the society.
With holding riffles to shoot the evil and fear that comes my way.
Because all I got is only one life.
Let I die doing what I love doing.
Ignoring and avoiding the nonage thinking people.
YOU ARE READING
FEAR
PoetryThis is a beautiful poem which describes how the society looks to a person and what consequences do a person face when is upto anything. A simple format written briefly ending with a positive note saying "All these were when I was a kid".
