Present Chimera
Chaotic, chimera does not let you
Stop and have a prolonged glance
For the things you have missed so
Long, beleaguered by endless fads
Rapture and rupture back and forth
Cynic for what may yet to happen
Your wit in the cloud does not let
You rest in peace and you move on
Not full and lack is what strikes you
Like the gust of the wind, stormy
Floating, forgetting the ground you
Stand up for your present chimera.
-Bhoj Kumar Dhamala