The Incoherent World

We corny subjects on terrestrial platform
Like islands we subsist,
We know not the art to dwell
And harmoniously wield our drive. 

The deeper aspirations begets, 
More intense perdurable solitude,
To delve into one’s own idiosyncrasies
Is the only intent to strive. 

A speck of ignition in the dark
Shall unveil the bliss of solidarity, 
What ecstasy to be a coherent spark
In a string of worldly prodigy! 

What avail to enumerate the acquisitions in ledger? 
When hours are slithering like sand in grip.

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One Thought to “The Incoherent World”

  1. Amrita Mallik

    Perfect description of our world boxed in our own zones

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