A tryst with self
Ages ago, God got bored.
He may have wanted some thrill,
And he created what we call human beings today.
Centuries went by and God realised
He'd spoiled his creation with excessive liberty.
And to me it seems that the world we live in today,
May be the most spoilt edition of us.
The biggest gift God could give us-
-While he created the world; was conscience.
And that's something meant to be carried along,
In each of our ventures.
Existence is beautiful, humans.
But existing in complete oblivion of self may not be.
Living separately from what ought to be the humans' most priced possession,
Is not beautiful.
Let's make the world lively again,
Let's have a tryst with self.