Self Identity

I can’t be a human being All efforts went fruitless. ‘Being Human’ is now A day dream ! I turned into a stormy wind – a tempest Destroyed nature, devasted biodiversity Killed animals brutally. I transformed into a goblin, Feared to look at my shadow Feared to face myself, Always kept myself inside mask ! I’m a wretch humanity, they say. Now I’m roaming hesitatingly In quest of peace, in quest of Utopia ! People say me, ‘Mr Brutus !’ Sorrows and sufferings are now my parents, Pains, lamenting and humiliations Are my kiths and Kins, Woe is my wife, Myself is non-entity element ! I did not drench myself in moonlight Did not look at the blue sky Did not keep my environment clean and green. Below the boughs of inferiority Complex tree, I am now shedding ceaseless tear ! I’am a hatred and lost star A falling comet that still shines Trying to exist !