Ananya Singh, Class XI A
The persona of this world is so unruly
Can’t make out a lie or if it is truly
It is a contradiction of its own quoted words
Confused, should we walk alone or in herds.
It is a paradox, for its life and existence
Want to explore but pray resistance
Practices and claims to be the jack of all
It is master of none, which results in downfall.
Boasts about its entwined diversity,
From the transparent surface tries to explore the density
Doomed by its own enraging curiosity.
But curiosity is a curse, isn’t that witty?
Commits crime and tries to counter its effects
Forgets that even good deeds have defects.
Humourous sarcasm is what it mocks
The tales of dust, withered from rocks
Every breath is a draconian law for ages to come
Vanquished and grim it becomes
The world might be guiltless but this is predominant
Bad doesn’t last for long is the hymn that we chant.
