- Swastika Sharma
(un)bothered
it's 2017
and every item in your local canteen
is up there for the world to see
this 'gram, that tweet
so sickly sweet
and perhaps it's ironical of me
to reach you here;
but this is a reckless spree
perhaps the least dainty of pleas;
so listen to me.
we've hit the peak
we're overcoming our fears
but that's a larger than life fact,
the six-inch screen hides heavy tears
all these products, your skin is clear
but this undying terror that you've kept near
worldly tranquility is a facade, and we're not really here;
steer clear, my dear.
it's a dangerous sheer.
do it for yourself
wash your face and clean that shelf
do it for you
and know that in the run,
you do it for me too.
it's an overlooked flare
you'd say "no one really cares"
but that's because they've accepted the wear and tear,
it's a wicked fair.
so categorically done,
a pathetic feeling, second to none.
for you come back home,
your eyes all smothered
how can you so easily say,
you are unbothered?
