I am a human
I cannot fathom the truth about my acumen
I cannot understand the essence of consciousness
My experience guide me with much prevalence
It alone gives me a sense of awareness
This reflects in my cerebral with an honest zest
I am a product of nature which is eternal
Where external ambiance enormously impacts in my cerebral
After the expiry of my life span, I won’t die
I will exist with the process of continuity of change only to vie
I do not believe there is at all anything called death
I exist and evolve with the matter I bequeath!
I am captivated in a cobweb
Where nature and social fabric always pressurize me to make ebb
But the tide I confront continuously
I feel helpless sometimes by its intensity
Still I breathe with ease and satisfaction
An inherent strength I possess to combat such a volatile situation
My eyes and other sense organs enable me to catch nature’s reflection
My pineal gland and its chemical configuration
Induce me to react with jovial temptation
I am existing not just merely an individual entity
My cerebral with its internal configuration too running like an electron with sheer eccentricity
How I will gauge how my brain will work
When can I stay calm and when will I go berserk?
I am just confused between weak and strong force
I cannot comprehend what is an electromagnetic and gravitational force
I hardly could comprehend the theory of string
I wonder how my country India invented the number zero which is sheer amusing
But my senses are now becoming numb
I am clouded without any sense of reason and becoming dumb
I wonder how my bequeathed matter will eventually work to ingress
After my bereavement how it will evolve with stark to avert any regress!