The Pessimist

The laborious existence of wronged life,

And stray love of deplorable essence,

Empty vivacity in longing eyes,

The robust one shrieking in everlasting dark descent


All is illusion, all works of wonder,

The alluring art but a mode of escapism,

They say beauty lies in eye of beholder,

But I am stuck in deep claws of scepticism


Their smiles in depravity to me is perplexing,

Their persistence to fight destiny absurd,

Even pitying them is so emotionally taxing,

Fools, accept fate or you will go berserk


Spare your soul the torture of hope,

Here hypocrites rule and honourable fail,

Continuance belief in good but a joke,

Getting expectation battered is all it will entail


They call me pessimist for no reasons,

My inferences have a healthy stand,

You will preach my words like sermons, 

For I am nothing but a practical man

Author's Note

Kindly spare a few words.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this poem relates to my state of mind...never was a pessimist...but the state of the world, of life, of my own...lends itself to losing optimism as things just seem to be going in the wrong direction.
well said, W.C.
j.

[New Theory]

Practical words from a practical man. Good one :)

[W. C. Forrest]

Glad you stopped by NewTheory. Thank you.

[New Theory]

You are welcome :)

[Sami Khalil]

A powerful poem indeed. I enjoyed it...:)................

[W. C. Forrest]

Thank you Sami for your kind words.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)...............

[David Moreland]

"Their smiles in depravity to me is perplexing, / Their persistence to fight destiny absurd, / Even pitying them is so emotionally taxing, / Fools, accept fate or you will go berserk" Dude, I would love to see you stripped of innocence! It's like a pendulum, swings both sides and equal distances. Lots of promise here, Eeshan, lots of promise. You tapped my senses. Your observations are profound, practical man.

[W. C. Forrest]

Every human has both darkness and light inside. Both at constant war. The question remains, who will prevail in the end. A thought I have often pondered upon.

[Blood Ink Diary]

Exceptional ! Truly relished your profound poem -- clearly you have a great command in articulation and expression; your writings always leave me pleasantly astounded. Love your ink ! Cheers mate.

[W. C. Forrest]

Thank you so much for stopping by again and honoring me with your words. My regards. Cheers.

[Blood Ink Diary]

You deserve it all the way, dear Eeshan. I thoroughly relish your ink. Khushal rahe..

[Chris Micha]

They say I'm a pessimist but I say I'm a realist. :) This is an exceptional piece, Eeshan! Bravo!!!

[W. C. Forrest]

Your words always a pleasurable delight boss. Thank you.

[TheJosephAnthony]

This is completely beautiful in every aspect of the word! I enjoyed reading this, plus the choice of vocabulary makes this a masterpiece. Loved it~

[W. C. Forrest]

Thank you for your kind words. You give more credit than deserved.