Rhythm Of My Head

Poem By J.B. Baronda

Stop, halt, Pause,
The life of a rebel without any cause.
Lost in this moment,
Puzzled on what this wave meant.

Hate, Love, Joy, Pain,
Emotions scramble and drives my head insane.
I am mad of emotions! Sick of such situations!
A life of appreciation, cautious decision.

Half of our lives are thrown to education.
Venomous knowledge given by the television.
The pain screech into my head!
The earth itself is like a talking undead!

Poisonous foods we consume nowadays,
The cause and reason of the ailments on all race.
Half-blinded eye, we use to see,
Where artificiality makes the reality.
My brain argues with me while writing these things,
like something stops me from defining the real meanings.

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