Pursuing us Watching over all The silent hum From a digital world Surveillance drones Chasing us, even in The sleeping hours; For how they evolve To read our dreams Fathom what our Greatest fears are! Thus, we lay bare Before artificial gods!
I walked the obscure path Traversed distances, alone I doubted myself, lonely Craving for company; At the end of the rainbow I searched high and low Magical messages to know “It is okay to be on your own To make choices, unknown For in silence, grows The strength of souls!”
A surge in my veins Throbbing temples Burning sensation Of rising resentment Helpless, I see Men in power be Reckless, remorseless Stirring uprisings Where anger is Directed to fellows Without folly, sans flaw So, fingers do not point, To merchants of war!
Hidden, unspoken Behind a facade Of the daily grind Chores to keep the mind Away from the surge Of emotions unheard. Latent they lay Waiting for the day To capture their prey Rip apart the semblance Of holding it together Stronger they grow The more you ignore!
I wrote this before 2019 – a different context & mood – when we did not know about a pandemic waiting to be unleashed. Macabre, how true these lines are today, as we battle second wave of Covid19 in our country.
I see darkness Bloom from within Sprouting like deadly fungi Asphyxiating our breath Killing our senses With neon doses of despair