MATTER AND ITS UNPREDICTABLE DESTINY!
I wonder when I observe matters in and around me
Its existence, manifestation and its available face in my spectrum with a melee
The reality it alone claim
Making an impact in my cerebral with a fantastic fame
Trigger me to delve to its origin
Its history and its external conditions enable it to prevail and sing
Making impact in my ear drum
The vibrations it produces with humdrum
Hardly can I realize it’s potential
Sometimes I am intimidated by its existence which is eternal
Thus the milieus all matter in and around me construe
In a given time only it produces such stunning hue
How helpless I am to gauge I am too matter
Only capacity I have to make huge clatter
Within my fraternity I may make impact
Out of my produced signals to only react!
I am confused with my configuration
Whether external or internal constituents play the determining role for my expressions
My reflections are of extreme gravity
Which perhaps my own entity
I observe everything through my eye
A lens which produces myriad images with an emphatic cry
It is the Cornea, an organ of my body
Having no blood vessels to ensure its food and energy
But it secure its energy
From the external world and its amazing design with serendipity
Surprisingly I can visualize out of light energy
But myriad creatures having different visual capacity with a unique synergy
Though they do not have any society unlike human society
Only we human having own amazing social fabric with veracity!
Still our human world is full of horror
Which we alone construe with our inherent abhor
We live to indulge animosity within us
Just to produce mess and fracas
We only crave for lucre and mundane wealth
Taking pride what we possess to subdue many with our garnered material strength
Have we ever thought?
Our collective thought can equally produce immense fraught?
To produce catastrophe and untoward incidents galore
Bringing doomsday to our centuries long civilization with an uproar
Who knows when humanity is at stake?
What measure we may adopt to wedge a prolonged unrest
It is alone time and space
Which determine all matters destiny whether to sustain or extinct with haste!
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