Reflections of reality || Spoken Word Poem ||

The world is such, that a cat is killed of curiosity , 

and there is a strange sense of monstrosity, in the way people behave. 

We stumble to alleviate ,and dream to initiate, 

a desire that we create deep inside our hearts.  

All that is reality is nothing but superficiality ,

a strange thing, perhaps a calamity, we can hardly tell. 

Sometimes it is important; Important to stop. Stop and Cherish our thought. Stop to fight for what we have lost, which belongs to us. 

To stop and appreciate and somehow recreate the memories that have escaped through our busy minds and love without a fuss.

Everything has a cost , the body , the mind , even the emotion.

Everyone is lost in the lust for money, its the mankind's demotion.
I do not suspect everything that exists,
There is love , there is hope and a reason for eclipse of the moon that shines brightly in the darkest of abyss.
Is there a reason for this darkness, this darkness to exist? I ask myself until something inside of me says - "there is no light without the darkness".
Its an irony, that poets find an excuse to write about tragedy,
while all our life has been anything but a tragic comedy,
perhaps it is the best remedy that life can brew for us.
I do not understand the genocides or blasphemy,
nor the homicides or the alchemy behind drugs, weed and LSD.
The world's place of mystery,
it's repeated in the history that mankind's victory is all that he dreams of.
Hence, I conclude this little conversation,
that you and me have had on this curious creation,
which is a mirror world of reflection,
that we have named - 'Life'.