The Hallowed Creek

Arjun Palkhade

Strolling alongside the solemn creek,
Urban lights seem escaping of one’s gaze.
To glance onwards, the desolate alleys so bleak,
Being forced to recollect past, forsaken days.

I used to slump beside the creek’s shallow bed,
Solely pondering the many intricacies of life.
But now, my existence is filled with dread,
As the future follows, it simply fosters more strife.

While the shadows lurk, humanity cowers,
Façaded by false egalitarian philosophies.
All fall to corruption, seeking its endless powers,
Whom to blame, for these broken ideologies?

But, I continue to progress forward, to someday start anew,
Like the creek’s water moves on, inevitably, we must too.