The Street of Happiness

wondering like a floater,

here and there,

searching for happiness,

love and care.

exhausted and distressed,

I step forward.

no sign of amity,

except bloodshed and brutality.

Racism and Casteism

have become a norm,

I have seen them,

since I was born.

destruction, discrimination, annihilation.

hatred and enmity all around.

in the streets, in the air,

it is volatile and everywhere.

I keep moving on,

seeking with focus,

trying to find,

"humanity among the humans."

drooping with drowsiness

my vision blur,

I hobble and wobble,

but still limp forth.

finally, I come across a street,

angelic with essence of tranquility,

with "showers of blessing" and angels welcoming,

to "THE STREET OF HAPPINESS"