We come alone, we die alone
Now is when we are
Once will be gone
A face of an agony
Or a sound of a sad song
Okay! You may play along
But you will be alone

That’s the problem in this world, in every country and city
there are these huge billboards
like everywhere, like literally everywhere
and all these boards we use it for advertisements, for things like dippers, junk foods, fake beauty products and refreshments

and all of these billboards are telling us what to think; not how to think.

Instead, we should have messages and quotes that inspires and motivates people and put a smile or make us laugh for a minute in a bad day.
To give perspective and give hope to live one day,
to remind us what we are fighting for.

But what do we get?
we get money deals and advertisements.
I mean its not bad lifting your products but what about lifting arts?
I don’t see those. If making and spending and dealing money is the sole purpose of this society then, where is the soul of the society?
Is that all we are?
Money making machines?
Do we not have souls?
Do we not feel or understand beauty?

This is why I love social media. Rather of 'buy one get one free' ad we get memes.
Of course, not all of them are good and there are ads it seems
but I would rather look up to a meme instead of a big discount offer.
We say the internet and social medias are destroying our society, that it is the root of all evil and prefer outdoor life.

But often do we overlook the fact that we are destroying our society from so many other ways. That there will be a time the outdoor life will be cornier than life in social media.
We are on a verge of destroying our own soul and humanity and we just don’t know it yet. There is still time to save our soul not for the afterlife but for this life. If we lose ourselves in this world, how do we ever dream finding it in the next?

I want to see things that reminds us that we are not just some machines that we are human. And it is important to keep our hopes and dreams alive; and it is necessary to lift our imaginations and humors.
I would like to look at a large billboard and see a meme rather than a big discount offer.
I would like the society to try saving itself from extinction.

And yet forcing myself to think hard
How I could separate from isolation
Because I have used all the cards
In all the turns and rotations

I begin with death, no broken hearts or maybe the good moments
It goes on without any concentration
Maybe a task would come up,
Maybe hours of sorrow
something will just add up
The spaces of hollow

But it doesn't? Why is it all blank?
Why is the stare at nothing?
A thought of nothing should bother at all
But it still is...
It still creates a path to dream within a dream within a dream
And this continues to fall
I'd like to walk back to time when there is a door named recall
But there isn't

What if I am notified that I've got a mail waiting to be opened

What if I am told that my favourite show is waiting to be watched
Well, I mean If I am expected to mark a list to do that I could do right now
I would definitely find an excuse somehow
Just to ignore them and one by one I would have more excuses to create
More places to locate
More time to waste

Only then would I get past this awful taste
Taste of nothing and running, wrecking anything available to think

My branches are my arms
And all leaves my children;
Do you burn up your farms
Where your family is driven

To live a happy life as mine?;
Know and think it profoundly
Ere you saw me and my wine
Oozes and you elude it quickly.

Are you cannibal to eat all?
Are you aliens fully unaware
Of the earth and its deep call
To uphold peace and share

Whatever it yields to everyone
To make their life so beautiful,
Smile, rejoice, and have lot fun
And always give and take plentiful

I HAVE NOT TOO MANY WORDS
NOT TOO MANY BIRDS,
THAT FLY IN THE SKY
I DON'T KNOW WHY
THEY DON’T JUST MULTIPLY

I HAD FUN TO BE GONE
BEING ALONE,
IN THIS LONG FIGHT, THERE IS NOTHING TO LIE
THAT I HAVE DENIED

REALITY HAS GIVEN ME SOME CLARITY
CONTROL OVER INSANITY
I HAVE COLLABORATED AND COLLIDED ENOUGH
FOR A VISION
TO ESCAPE MORE COLLISION

Tanned and enslaved beneath the sun
for some years now
Banned and saved from the gun
of some fears now

I’ve had cut my wrists and hanged myself
strangled in the dark with a thread..... this thin
But I only imagined

fiction, takes a word to jump across worlds
I only jumped through time
scheduled to look back once in a while
though it all looks fine

It is all smiles
the floor, melody  tiles
keeps buzzing, long as there is no stopping
The frames are one too many
but I can do the cropping

It does not hurt to fail
fail against a wish
When the feelings are polished


I create and relate and sedate,
compensate the debate in a state
I’m dealing, concealing then briefing the willing
so it is spinning and winning

MY POLISHED FEELING