Untitled Poem # 25…
by Talha Minhas
I’m bored of these days…
They are filled with nonsense.
The more one talks about it,
The more one realizes its grip on our thoughts.
Of the way I’m moving across this barren existence.
I’m constantly reminded of how much I hate being a part of it.
And the efforts I put into waking up each day…
It is consuming my will to continue playing this game.
We’re all bored…
We’ve created this virtual reality,
That has all the ingredients of growth and multiplicity.
But it is an elaborate effort, nonetheless.
Our morals are shams;
Our values are shallow –
For they do not drive us
To seek what is beyond our own shadows!