Clamor

What if you're at best of places 

and you've to deal with yourself first,

your li'l brain works wonders,

thinking all the ways,

pros and cons,

manners

Only to make you more intelligent 

or worst?

Leave it,

You're not alone to think that way,

Just push away all foolish clamor,

put those ear plugs lying there,

and come outside yourself,

the fresh bout of air seizes

all mental trash to replace with

finer thoughts, go ahead and 

create your own unique way

of living your days, alone or 

in company, no one's there to 

stop or stare, just you and your 

inner awareness takes you far and

away, by the way, am already 

feeling better, no matter what 

you may do or say,

an acclimatization perhaps. 

Yeah, I remember those days

when children of joy played 

hale and hearty, I had to think 

twice before joining, and I stood

there talking to myself alone as if

I was already with so many behaving

as if my own and I had no complaints 

thereof, most joyful in my own world,

I was simply different and I knew so 

well, yes, something inside got blocked

ne'er had a vent, it remained there so long

hurting, giving much pain, I wish I knew

how to deal with it as I know better than

then, anyways with time you learn and seek

more to leave behind and keeping your 

psyche on train.

There are good times and bad ones,

your perception labels them so,

why not make them all good with

a determination to reap best later

as you sow.

Mistakes, more mistakes 

break you or make you, let no

arrogance be felt around, who

and why will they think you still

to be sound, it is must you must

never, just never leave your 

ground.

Laughed at not once or twice,

still what makes you play this 

game of dice, lose or gain at 

the end,you're bound to play 

with a foe or friend.

Do your ears plead for silence

amidst this clamor, then

be alone to hear yourself, and 

to deal with the world full of

fake and futile glamour.