Morning stroll on shore, beside,
And on either side none reside;
Walked in linear back & forth,
In moments came gate of toll.
Gate paved way for modern times,
Not one or two, inhibited all sides;
Ain’t there waves nor any stream,
Nor ocean currents that set to thrive.
Line got strong & stronger behind,
Pitches of shriek what shattered ears;
You seize it once or lose for life,
Ain’t smiles nor in all eyes were tears.
There’s a choice to break the code,
Flow with stream or amidst in scream;
Two sides exist but one’s putrid,
Who’s going down, know, who’s supreme. :)
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2021