#vss365#humour
Perhaps will wait
For a gadget to show
How exactly brain lights up
Practicing "gratitude"
As we are told to..
A lab-made gratitude is
No gratitude because.
At best a hypocritical attitude.
Can't befool the circuitry
& if at all, it glitters
Get the wires checked.
#vss365
but we started losing grip
long before
it never happened overnight
or years/decades/centuries.
there always was
technology,
magnates, oligarchs.
were always manipulated
& controlled
by a shrewder few.
not that it chanced recently.
no, we weren't worse
nor better were we.
#vss365#darkpoetry
What are they reducing it to.
A box of blind validation
Constant affirmation.
A parfume to cover their
Megalomaniac stench.
An elixir that always gets
Updated.
Oh, do we really have such
Deep abysses
Sucking as much.
Whoever's more empty
Gulping the other in.
#poetry#vss365
because their freedom
makes us freer
to fly & stoop
as high & low.
the range gets wider
& we grow dynamic wings
to adjust however strong
the gusts & winds.
soaring over skies
touching ground with ease,
every day creating
the end result of
how the day
hasn't been.
#poetry#vss365#fun#satire
if only held accountable
for all that we shout,
declare out loud,
indiscriminately utter..
wonder how many
and to what extent,
would be discredited
forever..
eternally bankrupt,
tagged as
a habitual defaulter
and red-flagged
for any grants & favours.
#poetry#vss365
& then sometimes
it does ooze out
from the depth
or is it shallow
or somewhere we
don't know about;
perhaps some minds
are homogeneous
or stirred enough
to always be in sync,
either the filters
have deteriorated
or manifested within
what we call
artistic freedom.
#vss365
if only could we see
what exactly
was leading
to what,
in the short term
or longer,
the exact picture
nobody envisioned,
the crisscrossing of intents,
colliding, reflecting
and sometimes refracting..
just how to describe
such orderly chaos
turning into
this precise spot.
#vss365
how so keen
for the next phase
of everything,
sometimes resorting
to simulating,
so that empowered we are
to predict the outcome,
of what we haven't done yet..
oh, just how embroiled
we already are
and probably have
already surpassed
the consequences
that never happened.
#vss365
tell me of any
absolutely any
satisfied & fulfilled human
that existed ever
or will be.
aint we all destined
to be on the same
pedestal
after much ado.
so why not let people live
the way they're living.
spare the preaching,
it only worsens
what all they've been
enduring.
#poetry#vss365#fun#satire#humour#love
but who wants to be
someone's itch,
their ache
that has to be compulsorily
dealt with..
nor one is
antihistamine shots,
relaxant
or a detox..
oh no,
so not
don't want to ever be..
wrap away this
so-called love,
just not buying it.
#vss365
organisms naturally gravitate
towards that which
they want to devour,
in some way or the other..
most species know this
except a few.
as for humans,
we think it to be crucial
for survival
which is true to some extent
but beyond that
it's a levelled field to play
for all.
#poetry#vss365
isn't it true that it's highly
improbable to be mutually
attracted,
& that the other might be just
mirroring,
fuelled perhaps by how
someone's attracted to them.
the best case scenario
would be an optimized
union, regardless.
but love..
it's not what we are told.
#vss365
but rare only means
that this particular combination
is failing in the biological sphere,
that it has to improve big time
to save itself from
being wiped out..
& before that happens
it will indeed be touching
the extremely rare slot
for a short time
being one of its kind
#poetry#vss365
..
because the depth seldom
engages,
it is hard to get to
because.
either too soft in texture
or a bit darker in shade
to be flagrantly
out and about.
requires time, effort
and a willingness to share.
barriered.
hardly comes
strolling to the fore.
..
#vss365
the regretful always regret
no matter what they do or don't
for there's just as much one can
possibly
with sensibilities as different..
&
not just in the end
at the beginning as well
nothing matters
as much everything does..
there's no caveat in the saying
no ifs & buts.
#poetry#fun#satire#vss365
Oh, the eerie silence
A certain frreedom
Isn't it
In the absence..
And the return
Commences
The wait for yet another
Departure
From the scene
To paint the town
Red again
On the going-green
Screen..
While wanting to come
Clean
Of who did what
Where !
#poetry#vss365
love is just
half the story,
the other half is
full of contempt..
the ones loving only
are trying hard
not to detest,
is why loving is exhausting,
that it's difficult
pretending,
those deep in
know only
how it feels
to be drowning,
in an exotic-seeming
despair..
#vss365#fun#poetry
A dangerous emotion
A twin effect
A two in one.
The more genuine made to sound
The more contrast it has in tow.
Simultaneous almost
With a different timing, perhaps.
Astonishing how clearly overlapped
Like a profound sentiment
Purer together
Corrupted apart.
#vss365#satire
A smart hack
Out of love
For status quo.
Tool for vicarious wonder.
A work from home format.
No action required
To roam around
Meet people
Try new skills.
Doing whatever whenever
Without lifting a finger.
Art that needs
No art
To be art.
Just read, write
& Watch.
#vss365
because words impress only
in hindsight,
in the aftermath,
gaining meaning in retrospect..
beforehand,
the more heightened
the expression,
the greater the mockery..
unless woven into
pure hyperbolic poetry
without a shred of reality
Impressive
out of its
meaninglessness.