guarded by rhymes,protected by poetry
my inner self indulged in self pity is now showing signs of ultimate thuggery
always engaged in inner worldly introvertish persuits
tryna escape the ground realities by shrugging off the alarming inputs
I receive seldomly
and avoiding the action not so handsomely
riding simultaneously
on the back of horses of my ego, mistrust, lust and greed
I'm finally giving in to this temptation of and bondage of this worldly deeds

I'm as much sane as a mad cult of heretics so used to being rebellious and of fleeing
from the set customs and traditions of the society since eternity
least I can do is to set to fire my desires of selfish spiritual ecstasy
and take up the damn matter in my hands and to uproot this weed of degeneracy
from the soil of my conscience for once and all to usher in an age of creative activity and never be afraid to take risks in the anticipation of a fall !!!
© @unshakableabhishek