Lost Modesty

Character is not a question today, Had it but now Pardon me for so, Rationality have perished, No it diminished in me may be, today You pious, extra-terrestrial, Leave or wear the shackles of false modesty, Beware they are expensive n delicate. To suspect a head, for something brainy, So unethical pardon me for it. Pinch me please to shatter this terrible dream, Cause I’m in crowd of madness. Have no cure, in a book or IN A hand of affection, Their my insecurities prevail, I introspect, Beauty of ‘twenty-first’ wants to blind me. There is noticeable nothing but one, As you age, rigid adherence prevails, Not for one, but for the things, For time, for love, and happiness. For family, for affection. Hardly passed a day without, In today’s contracting life, What a glorified past it was, A dead memory fumbles in my head, Pinching discontent in me. Wake up and loosen your fingers, This tight grip of memories let them go, Before they bore you dead, Turn you into nothingness just as they are, Pose for now, today and smile. Don’t suppress inner voice! Breathless heart, Beat, accept the moment With a new beginning, and so beat, End these discontented sighs, which Remind you of those memories, Your starvation have no cure, but Shake your head and think and find, Simply greeting death, is not sound, Have a long way to go yet, Breathe and make your lips like a half moon. Go with such gait and don’t let the grief, Defeat you, but swallow it, No matter how bitter life’s pill is, Live, live hard, only option to go for, Or gleam your eyes with the dream, …For you! In which eternal peace awaits after final scream!