Free-Flowing

If poetry is a free flowing stream of expressions

Rivers would be flooded with confessions & questions

Tumbling away over the pebbles

Carving a new path and letting away a few bubbles

Carefree splish-splash sprinkling along the way

Enhancing a Friday or ruining a Monday

Unrestricted by tributaries or canals

Or washed residue of mortal sins

Into the ocean, one day, this river will flow

But not without making its own rainbow

Plight of Humanity!

There's ego disguised as pride
Envy disguised as competition

Mistrust disguised as Administration
Authoritative POWER disguised as Hierarchy

Surprise Surprise, Humans can co-exist
& rather motivate each other to excel

But end up pulling each other down
For the false sense of being 'On-Top'

Hence, neither the person nor his thoughts
Are valued when they're alive

Can't help but laugh
At the plight of humanity

They all become priceless
Only when they're gone

Before we end up in DUST!

Why is the destination overrated?
Why is the journey underrated?

Why is the origin important?
Identity a necessary endorsement?

What if we focus on learning en route
& Spreading cheer in our life commute

Not fussing over 'Arriving' & definite goals
By always 'judging' and trading our souls

Opinions are personal
Sharing is strictly optional

Society is but a tool
Not collective mindsets to mock and fool

We've the potential to float above
And the capability to simply love

May not be simple but expand, we MUST
Before we all end up in DUST!