our world.

You wail at the other end of our world
And assume, I must be cherishing your woes.
Laughing at your tears
And your sorrows
Sitting at the better part of our wrecked world
That half, which you think laughs at your dismay
Fails to empathize
And after everything lives in luxury.
Staring at the chattering box.
At this so-called affluent part of our world,
Every night I wonder how you must be feeding yourself
How sleep must have evaded you amidst that gunshot
Too close
I wonder how you might be crying a tearless cry,
How your distressing heart,
Must be clinching at every heartbeat,
Wishing for every bit of it to end
Whatever be the price.
I wonder how night after night
Days are becoming countless
And how with every passing day
You want to surrender
To the unknown
For everything, you know
And everything we have known
Now, is an incomprehensible melancholy
Our surmise an utter failure,
Our dreams shattered,
And
Our selves dejected!