Modern! Modern! Modern!
This transition is highly boredom
Slang is emerging by leaps and bounds
Wow! It get hit by hounds
Unconquerable and cryptic is on the same edge
How to tie that inconsistency by ledge
Provoke or mock the idea
Or else leave things without rest
I was born from a cocoon
Promised to take hundred steps as a tycoon
Apparently, Palanquin Bearers arrived very soon
It was staggering to consider it a boon
Slowly but rapidly, I arrived at a strange home,
Relinquishing inside, following the dome
Seems the scintillating shower of stars
Little happiness won’t do any harm,
I said to myself, Life can be cured
But filthy past had to remain bold
Sardonic laughs are being made
In the notion of conspicuous game
Staying silent was not an option
I chose the rebel mode of motion
Healing gained a newer perspective
I was waiting for something hectic
Moved along with highest ruckus
Wondered to discern and mollify the bombastic,
Oblivious to the catastrophes
Had a willing to go backward
Self said don’t do it
I bade to woo it
Questioned and answered numerous times
Kept talking about insights
Found an affair to remember
Drained the love out of hail
Spirit made me stronger to long
How I could stay away from the goal?