Tonight, it bothers me!

Tonight, it bothers me
that stupidity comes free
And wisdom,
doesnt grow on a tree
That the littlest brains
Have the widest mouths
That the world only
Listens to the uncouth.

Tonight, it bothers me,
That the world is absurd,
With everyone
Following a herd .
Nobody asks
where are we headed
Yet
The one who tells
Must be beheaded.

Tonight, it bothers me
That to be accepted
You've got to be insane,
Even if it hurts
You must bear the pain.
How can you question
Their old beliefs
Do you want to snatch away
Their only relief?

But it doesnt
bother me everyday
Because life is a rut
In which
I must always stay
Yet I cannot bear this plight
Thats why
It bothers me tonight!

Comments

Savio Paes said…
Loved the poem, excellent! I do mirror the same thoughts...must look around your blog more. Do visit mine if u feel like...www.theextraaamile.com. You do sound like a fine girl/woman
12 January 2019 at 22:00
Savio Paes said…
...and if my take another second of your time, live your name too.
12 January 2019 at 22:02
Sonakshi Sharma said…
Hey thanks :) i m glad u liked it
14 January 2019 at 11:07
Unknown said…
Just tonight....
17 January 2019 at 11:34
Sonakshi Sharma said…
@apurv : because we learn to ignore such things so well that they stop bothering us , until we come to a point where we no longer can
18 February 2019 at 21:27
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