What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.That was the time,
when speaking the truth was no crime,
we woke up every morning on a sweet chime.
When pure hearts were in a line,
nobody hid beneath the wrap of that dirty slime!
When the job of tricking others was not part-time,
genuine images reflected in the mime.
When apple was just a fruit,
within our souls resided no brute!
When mangoes grew in the backyard,
there was no need to swipe any card!
When babies grew older on the lap of their mother,
there was not much to think and bother!
The splendid time has now vanished,
carefree life is hence banished!
This is the time,
where forgery is at its best,
people can’t even care to rest.
Where absurdity is in trend like since ages,
love is now found only on pages!
Where factuality is utterly hidden under a filthy drape,
recognition of truth is impossible based on just shape !
Where only gadgets reside on every lap,
quarrel among generations is in practice due the increasing gap!
Where citizens are terrified to step out of their home,
for fear if facing what they know, hence choosing a life of a gnome!
Where people are plagued by evil thoughts
they live far from themselves, feeling of togetherness they forgot!
The splendid time has now vanished,
carefree life is hence banished!
-Karishma
