In a contemplative mood 
My mind flew 
To some unknown strata of cerebral hemisphere 
Tapping the brains 
Trying to peel off the hidden layers 
A new picture divulged 
A soul sublimed in insanity of the fumes inhaled 
Defining a new realm of motion 
In the dreadful thump 
Devils dancing in the hell 
Celebrating the victory 
' Yes! ! ! ! One more life 
Searching for rapturous delight 
Came to the web 
We waited for so long 
interlacing the folk 
For the puerile teens 
Like a spider weaving the web and waiting for the prey' 
Yet another victory for the satanic powers 
Why u fools lay your heads, comply your life 
To the disaster for nothing but momentary pleasure 
Disgusted with the recurring follies 
I pray to the youth 
Wake up! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 
To see the truth 
To perceive the danger 
To procure the freedom 
Act for your future 
Wake up 
Wake up                
Great write! its a food for thought for the youths. They need to wake up to reality. Kudos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely and deeply envisioned. Groovy collocation. Many thanks......10