Does It? Poem by Akanksha Agarwal

Having our grandfathers say,
“Life goes on…”
But does it really do?
When we get stuck
All weary of ourselves, so helpless
Peeping about for help
And to add to our despair, there’s no one around…
For we’re deserted…
Though our mind may freshen up itself
By shedding off all bitter memories
But………………….
It is this infected heart
Which makes us get forever stuck in the marsh
With just our witty brains on the subsurface
Trying to console itself
That everythin’ happens for a reason
(God knows is it so noble to have a cause!)
Damn! Why does this mind try to mask-
The realities our heart exhibits
Then we realize the hollowness of the saying-
“Life goes on, Man! ”
We’re faked by our own…Lolz…


My NoTeS
Hey, I know is sounds very absurd and raw and..ripping too but I was damn too frustrated while scribbling down my thoughts! We all experience the hollowness of our mind, sometimes or the other, when we’re being governed by ill humour... I just spoke (rather spelled down) my heart out… 
At that time, I was crossed with myself and the state of my mind resembled ‘Lok Sabha’ fumbling/in the fray over the ‘Women Reservation Bill’! Hahaha…
Well, I became a victim of my own bad temper…but now I’m perfectly fine! : P
Just regular fits…Lolz…: D