root and the wicked stem

Notorious imagination does exhibit on the road ,
when character of a man starts to erode .
Teachings and preachings dumped to satisfy desperation ,
you give up to greed and fall prey to the situation.
Carrying human face you ,tun into an animal ,
how do you intend to survive in society when you are no less than a cannibal .
You suppress by force and crush the dreams ,
unaware of the fact , your soul will be swallowed in the sufferer's screams.
Silence is not an indication of being weak  ,
it's just a high tide under formation ,waiting to be unleashed just when things start getting bleak.
You might act opportunistic , beat them again and again but not defeat them ,
because a tree can't be destroyed when they are the roots and the devil in you is just a stem.

lost journey

a night as beautiful as it was never seen ,
took me to a breathtaking journey to which i had never been.
watched in awe the colossal extent of the path ,
serene was the aura in which my shadow took bath.
the curiosity grew larger and larger watching the stars in galore ,
watching the majestic planets  further increased the furore.
tireless journey sought to take gigantic leaps mile after mile ,
asteroids were jumped one after the another ,perhaps turned upset by my sardonic smile.
thunderstorms and lightening expressed anger with might ,
but were soon handled defeat fetching the appreciation of meteors passing by the site.
saturn felt nostalgic ,titan presented glorious sight,
but got amazed soon watching the mountains dressed in white.
lost the way , in want of curiosity , got discouraged knowing no one existed to hear the scream,
got my way back to earth , realising i was stoned and the journey was no more than just a dream....