Bitterness Of Crushed Hope

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I sit still, eyes open wide
Staring at the white wall
As the bleak film of the future plays in front,
Despair engulfing me in its embrace.
Hopelessness, pessimism is
All I can feel.
No room for humanity
In humans' hearts anymore.

The sunflower of truth, love withering
In front of my eyes.
We keep trying to push back morality inside us,
As we should, but the cancer inside keeps growing.
We keep trying to improve, but nothing seems to work.
It's like our mind is trained to forget,
To disregard true values.

Look what days have come,
The criminals aren't even guilty.
Oh, how our minds took turns,
Now wrong seems right, but right seems so wrong.
Who possessed us?
Our feet are fractured, who did this, you wonder?
Us!

And we still aren't resisting
Just for some mere short-lived satisfaction,
We are ready to sacrifice our whole life.
If they could turn the time frame
For getting benefitted from
Their younger version, wouldn't even hesitate
To exploit themselves too then.

Why even bother with happiness
Now if all that matters is your ego
And showoff?
Why even bother with a kind heart
If all that matters is payment for your help?
Why even bother with your own planet
When all that matters is your luxury?

Drowning in misery, why?
Even after taking and snatching away everything,
You aren't happy.
And fool enough to not stop.
Fool enough to think- the limits,
The true heart, the compromises,
The simplicity, the hard work isn't worth it.But is your madness?

It's the fate, unchangeable.
Even after trying to clear up the mess,
Vanish the evil, it is not going to stop.
These intelligent creatures are going to cause
Their extinction in the worst ways possible,
Even after knowing.

Because they will just know, not realise.
How ironic.
The small portion who even if
will realise,
Will get buried, crushed in the herd of monsters.
We will have no choice left then,
But to see ourselves killing each other.

Can't you see the sand castles of empathy, honesty crumbling down?
The real human getting consumed
In quicksand of selfishness, greed.
The chokehold of foolishness
Is too strong for us to survive now.

I look down on my hands,
Nothing is in my control.
Helpless, hopeless.
We failed humanity.
We failed in every aspect.
Eyes bleary, hands binded in fist.
I don't want to live here anymore.

Heard of heaven and hell?
Both aren't needed afterlife because they've shifted to earth.
Right here , and it's hell more than the heaven.
What's the reason for such hell to exist?
What's the point?

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