The Dictator by Nandanalakshmi M

It was all in a rush, with darts of the dawn,

and my routine was getting out of sway.

I sensed someone beneath and behind me,

who seemed to be an interloper at first.

But, his stance was not just a commotion,

Instead he twisted the rhythm of humanity.

Meanwhile, someone called him a egoist

who never wants to be in a throng, 

unless and until he is invited.

But the time was enough to conquer, 

and he became the dictator of the universe.

Everyone get confined within their corners,

with no more commitments and emotions

Only those corridors with odours of sedatives,

had something to do in depth

Atleast to sustain a few breathes!

And now, the world realized that a transient,

who just makes a momentary fluctuation,

is indubitable to invade the essence of glories, 

and it holds all transitions in the same knot !

The time has arrived to regain our spirit,

but it should be with a reminder...

Just a few droplets of the most uncared discharge 

could invert the whole existence of our lifetime.

Lets recover the smash soon....

As someone said, 

"Happiness is the art of never holding the memory 

of an unpleasant thing that has passed", 

But this unpleasant one is a caveat, 

to extend love, to extend dreams and to extend 

unfeigned togetherness...