Decaying with progress
Multiplying like a germ
In the shackles of modernities
Insinuating charm

Blinded with ambition
Obscure existence
Suppressed emotions
No sign of lark

Silenced with noise
Blindfolded with choice
Passionate slaves of desire
Educated for servitude

Reborn to play the same game
Again and again
The inner Paupers
Mesmerized with gain

Masters of discrimination
Trodden with promiscuousness
Some with excess
Others with emptiness

The cradle of
Insecurity and fear
Colony’s of a deprived childhood
Too much to bear.

Only few pillars of Sanity
Not filled with Vanity
In true sprits
Holding the fall.

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About Sameer

Hi, I am from Mumbai (India). Film making is my passion and writing is a great relief. When ever I want to say something or felt about something I used to write poetry. I Started Writing poetry at an early age during school till now. Its the way to say what I feel most of the time about the things which happen around us, a unique way of sharing thoughts without being judgmental.

10 thoughts on “Society

  1. Parneet Jaggi

    A biting picture of the degeneration in the modern world as portrayed in Elliot’s Wasteland. It could be titled ” The Fall” or “Shackles of Modernity” to enhance the effect.

  2. Jagdish Singh Ramana

    Wastelandish imagery, pinching the conscience of humans. The optimistic note makes the difference as in these lines:
    “Only few pillars of Sanity
    Not filled with Vanity
    In true sprits
    Holding the fall.”
    The very not beautifies the poem. A thought-provoking piece of art.

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