Human brain is fast,

like a network of flyovers,

pulsating fast cars zooming past the cognition,

unwinding nerve dandelions,

trying to capture every microsecond of life passing by,

it’s hard to move ahead,

in a race so fast so brief,

trying not to crash with an outburst of emotions,

ending everything at once,

its takes only few seconds to die,

but takes hardships to survive,

in this world full of challenges,

binding you in a high voltage circuit,

hard to escape,

gone are the days,

of long green pastures and idyllic visions,

we live in a world where gardens are sparse,

confined in concrete walls,

and flowers bloom on fake lights,

green of leaves pale with cigarette smokes,

a victim of human desires unplugged,

the first footsteps to the horizon,

which fueled the flicker of inspiration,

the blooming fields of gold

now exist only in the archives of subdued minds,

filled with monochromatic dreams,

of  microchips and hard drives,

we need a wake up call,

and reverse the time machine,

to fix the glitches,

and bring back to world of touch and pleasure.