Frustration, A Product Of Social Dispensation!
Frustration, A Product Of Social Dispensation!
I am in a frame of mind
I wish to allow my life to grind
Forgetting a long time bind
I am in a bizarre state
I don't know how to amend my weird state
I only can resort to fate
My destiny thus perhaps destined with peculiar haste!
I am accustomed to seeing everything and judge
Under a lens and intently observe
I do possess in my eye with an inherent lens too
Where I myself arrested in a circle, unknowingly and move spirally with an amazing glue
Out of which I satiate my ambition with emerging hue
I am obsessed with color, flavor and sound engulfing me
I indulged to disintegrate myself from the available milieu with an uncontrolled spree
Hardly I am able to comprehend the lens being ingrained on me
A nature's device taking all onus to configure my soul in glee
How external world appears in my purview
Out of which I satiate my ambition with amazing hue!
Poor creatures we humans are
Claiming our supremacy being crafted on in nature's floor to overbear
Hardly we can comprehend, who are our enemy and foe
How we take the world in our stride with a tremendous blow!
But, Alas! We tend to see through our inherent lens
Where we, unfortunately, indulge to resort to be arrested in a vicious circle
Failure and success being judged by our own permeate protocol
Where mundane wealth is the only parameter we uphold and equate with huge hyperbole
Obsessed to assert our self desired designed goal
We unknowingly tend to annihilate ourselves with an unbelievable brawl!
I exactly cannot fathom
What triggers me at random
Why I induced to go for perpetual oblivion
I wonder, after my demise, autopsy at all can reveal my inclination
Why I opt the path and in what condition I choose for annihilation?
What conditions are responsible for my self destructing tendency
Why I am forced to script my self obituary
What matters in my D.N.A. plays such active role
Paving me to navigate towards grave in abrupt prowl
Why the suicidal tendency induced me to conclude my journey?
In nature's floor, termed as "Brawl" with intriguing fancy!