INTRUding...

Intruding me, intruding being, intruding life per se,
Nesting fence, sinking bay, me loosing my way,
The gobbles of hope are getting zapped,
The inanimate feelings are getting cracked,
The crowd, the people, the hundred voices,
There is no serene and calming effect in those noises
The bruises have surpassed the pain,
Everything seems unpleasant, everything seems bane
The tiring, urging and depicting state of mind,
Can’t find a reason of joy, whenever I unwind
Life has tuned to being, being into existence,
Can’t find a respite, can’t find a pretty instance.