There is this feeling
for a really long time
can't shake it off
or stop thinking about.
Wondering what is happening
why is Life so demanding
or do we make it so
Shuddering at the very thought
facing the dilemma of what is ought.
Like a mad man down the road
running helter skelter
are our wrecked thoughts
good or bad, laziness creeps.
Inept are we
in our action and words,
always on the verge of lies
shillyshallying obligations
unto us and others
making mockery of all
the inclination to escape
present realities
into our own world
of imaginations and fantasies
to assuage our thoughts
is everpresent as ever
Is the notion due
to pure haziness
on our part.
Is shying away
from responsibilities
show the right
sensibilities
es·cap·ism
n.
The tendency to escape from daily reality or routine by indulging in daydreaming, fantasy, or entertainment.

3 comments:
:D Good one ;)
Wow! Is that really your own poem? Its very good. It so absolutely describes the way I feel
@rachel
its my own poem :)
thank you for the compliment, we are mortals, aren't we !
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