Anxiety / Worries -

A phase which tell us about a grim reality of ourself. I have described this phase with help of four poems. • Going away from self. • Gods anxiety • Arrogance ceases success • You are screwed

Going away from self

 

A Life so busy yet same like a clone,

Counting seconds in a monotonous tone,

Everybody is drilling and pressurizing like hell,

But my mind is off in its own world alone.

 

Studying thousand word in hope of remembering a few

Every sentences seems to be skew,

I am missing badly my concentration,

But my mind is alerting me of getting screw.

 

I am trying hard but all is in vain,

I have 1000 medicines to cure my pain,

But the medicines are only flaunting,

Keeping my scars fresh and plain.

 

I want to cry hard but my eyes are refusing ,

I want to scream aloud but my voice is diffusing,

I am out of myself, wandering like a orphan,

My every second is new and confusing.

 

The confidence has lost his battle with fear,

Belief’s throat is off with a tear,

Hope is searching for its synonym insane,

The sky of happiness is in a doubt of being clear.

 

I don’t need horror movies to get scared,

A sight shuttering of eyes is enough for this trick,

I don’t need to get pricked to collect tears,

My eyebrows just need a slight flick.

 

I am living in a world of harmony yet so distress,

Every second brings happiness yet so less,

The imbalance is turning on like hell

Knowingly I am drowning myself in black magic of distress.

 

 

 

God’s anxiety

 

Dusk & dawn united for hell

Insisting the supreme god to yell,

“Wasting gold like thoughts”,

Arresting the humane touch in slots,

Kissing the pain quietly in treasures,

Arresting the revolutionized pleasures,

Renovating the soul of heart by a mere Godly measures.

 

Picking the thorn away from path,

Outstretching like a inhuman beast,

Kvetching in the heavenly touch,

Harassing his integrity’s feast.

Revitalizing the bizarre senses of his devtion,

Invoicing the truth of God’s grace,

Yachting life in phantom of love,

Assuring a fake race,

Levying God for believing in an untrue face.

 

 

 

Arrogance Ceases success

 

An irrational behavior squatter’s home,

Rattles hope and desires of a soul,

Requiring reengineering for survival ,

Otherwise it’s impossible to reach the goal.

Geniuses descend possessing,

A thought process defying the truth,

Narrates the story of disappointment,

Cremation of the souls blessing,

Energizing soothing misfortune turning life depressing

 

Catching eyes unpleasantly,

Enchanting for wealth and power,

Arousing bottom is sure,

Sensing at Zenith you bathe in this shower

Entangling your fortune at jeopardy,

Sophistication hurdles the simplicity and growths tower

 

Such thoughts should behold,

Understandings will only strike the point,

Celebration should be never ending,

Creating a unbreakable joint

Ending life’s in disappointed stance,

Seizing opportunities like anything for creating menace,

Such behavior is a poison for success known as “Arrogance”.

 

 

 

You are screwed

 

I am in doubt whether I can do anything Dude,

Or like every other time I will just be screwed.

In my exams I wrote 20 pages of epic Ramayana,

But the teacher responded with words - you are screwed.

 

I wrote to my loveliest girl a love letter,

She replied back being insane- Dude you are screwed,

I deliver the best interview of my life,

Finally got a wife saying - hubby -   You are screwed.

 

I courageously fought interviewer’s drivel questions,

And saluted with a usual phrase �" You are screwed.

I went to a pizza corner hoping to taste the heaven,

The door slammed in front indicating �" you are screwed.

 

I went to gym for a hope of better personality,

Came back after weighing my weight as the machines said �" you are screwed,

I went for a performance hoping thousand beautiful girls,

Reached late when silence singing to me - you are screwed.

 

Yesterday I bought one 91 inch television with pride,

Today electricity board went on strike indicating �" you are again screwed.

So finally I am scare whether to breathe or not,

Who knows tomorrow my heart will repeat the same “You are screwed”

Author's Note

This is first chapter of my second poetry book "Solacious Solitude"

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