Mad World
written by: Rain Alchemist
@vinayak96052946
The world around afflicted with madness,
Dwelling underneath a shed of sadness.
They have been allowed to crib and gloat,
While I always have to wear a moral coat!
It’s stitched with knowledge and wisdom,
In its burden, I seldom find naïve freedom.
Woven threads of sanity and morality,
In its cover, I can’t display insanity!
I have to remain sorted and clear,
To carry a persona untouched by fear.
Others can hide with lack of confidence,
While I must face every odd coincidence!
Many can cozy in the comfort of inability,
But I must thrive for balanced stability.
I must tend to show cheerful optimism,
Even if splashed with negative criticism!
Those who perceive that I am strong,
It’s true, yet you are very much wrong.
I, too, shiver with doubt and weakness,
But you won’t believe it even if I confess!
While others can wait out for a better day,
I must toil all my way through today.
People make up for the lost time somehow,
But I am expected to only focus on now!
For many, I am like this blinding light,
Who shows the path yet burn their sight.
So why invoke me, if I am not that useful,
Live in your misery if you think that’s fruitful!
Your sorrows have become a safe space,
The reality is that you don’t want to escape.
The truth and change, not readily accepted,
That’s why my helping hands gets rejected!
About your problems, you keenly swear,
Yet to ward them off, you won’t dare.
If your days were less of complain and sobs,
Maybe in life, you would have done a better job!
I burn too like everyone one of you,
But why am I still able to see through you?
For once, come out of your selfish shell,
Everyone carries their version of hell!
You must know as a fact life isn’t fair,
You are not the only victim in despair.
In your distress, I continue to profess,
Add value to what’s otherwise meaningless!
Many who fail in the vision to move ahead,
Mostly fancy the grand idea of death.
But if they genuinely understood pain and loss,
They won’t throw their lives out of toss!
For once, I am not me, but those of many,
Who love their pain over a hopeful company,
why I only should choke under the moral coat?
Hence today, like you, I shall also crib, cry and gloat!
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Mad World comes out of my experiences of this World. Though the poem carries a feel of aggression, with lines of taunts and mockery, I understand many suffer from the burden of their life problems, unable to rise and finally be defeated and comforted by it. Still, the only way I see is to find a solution and take that one step, but many don’t because they are too stuck in their gruesome reality. I also understand depression and sadness very well with my own experiences, and I always support people in pain. However, stability, peace or even a tiny grain of happiness can only be achieved by a positive change, not by sitting on an issue.
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