The
world is too fast and furious,
Meaninglessness
infuriates madness,
Sharpness
of sensitivity blunts,
Rationalism
heads beyond the zenith,
Too
much of information kills the essence,
Wordsworth's
words have come true:
"We
murder to dissect."
Gross
and grotesque are beautified,
Obscene
language and life style is the current trend,
A
prude is treated as an unfit, outdated oldie.
Monetaries
and momentaries are flaring up,
Enduring
sublime emotions and subtle expressions,
Are
mere waste of time.
Shallowness
hollows worthy living experience,
Everyone
needs a tangible fact to rely on,
None
cares for the abstract expressionless moments,
Romanticists
were gifted with the enduring beauty,
Modernists
mere suffered with 'The Waste Land"
Post-modernists
are rambling for identity in the chaos.
The prolonging truth beauty of mystic moments:
Of
Keats’ Grecian Urn
Is
insensible to chaotic trauma of current world.
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