Everything is Fine!

Over rated scars to tinge of joys,
broken hearts to yet preserved toys,
day to day, and time to time,
It feels like everything is fine.

At home we shout for freedom,
and Singles with thoughts of boredom,
While nomads are still so homesick,
and couples are turning out of tricks.

Portion of oceans to lands of sand.
with no lock, no chord, none of the band,
to hold serenity throughout the life,
to dismay the inbuilt obscure strife.

With no range they travel so far,
desires we call, but liars we are,
it's merely adjustments we ask for,
and feels glad when they knock our door.

The door that welcome unwanted guests,
at times dies of holding lonely nests,
as the things we actually planned for us,
doesn't interest us of being auspicious.

Fuzzy relations to busy routines,
converging demands to diverging schemes,
day to day, and time to time,
It feels like everything is fine.

(National Poetry Day Special, 15 Oct 2011)