Bloodshot colours,
Blotched on skies,
Words howling loud
Discord on a high!
Come see, come try,
Come eat, come by,
All we hear
Is this bellowing noise
Trampling quiet
And its earthly joys
Fiery reds, bright yellows,
Shocking pinks, gaudy fellows
Thats’s a world
we’ve left for us
Pilfered of white
& greens and dust
We carry on still
Seeding our greed
Without compromising
Our wants not needs
I see those deceitful
₹1’s and ₹9’s
I want it now!
And make them mine.
And while I want
There’s no place for need
Even if I forget
I’m reminded of greed
Coz my telly honks,
My radio squeaks
My phone sends prompts
“U haven’t shopped for weeks!”
And then I resign
To my wooed heart
I pick up my phone
and “add to cart”
Then comes the calm
And the quiet at last
But just until
‘Now’ turns to the ‘past’
I hear again, see again,
Search again, feign again.
No needs just wants,
And this cycle haunts
And this cycle just haunts!