Illusion

I'm walking....

I'm walking on the sidewalk of street,

waiting for the moment.

Mind full of infinite unanswered questions,

Eyes in quest of someone kind enough to smile for once,

Ears picking up at even slightest scarpe of leaves,

Nose trying to smell up any natural essence,

Lips practicing any new names to call out for.

I'm walking on the sidewalk of street,

Looking right and left,

Everybody has the little babbling gadgets,

Making us forget a world of civilization ever to be existed,

Coming face-to-face is to only argue or taunt,

Getting together to only bitch around on each others back,

Raining their opinions on random person,

As if they have license with their authority,

They bicker into your face as you are invisible,

For them being alone is new trend,

as lonely is just a synonym for alone.

I'm walking on the sidewalk of street,

Cheating is new up-downs of relationship rather than arguements,

One disliked object leads to divorce papers,

Confused feminists flag their thoughts and words in vanishing world,

A place where colors of body and sex matters than,

an agonizing scream for help being unheard;

A human life, an animal life, nature's life,

is not considered in the list of valuables anymore.

I'm walking on the sidewalk of street,

waiting for that moment where,

Silence won't be considered as weird and weak,

Smiling down to a stranger doesnot become an invitation,

When a drowning human is being saved

rather than being featured on a viral video.

I'm still walking on the sidewalk of street,

waiting for the moment.