MONEY AND ITS INHERENT MISTY!
What is money?
Having capacity to bring peace and harmony?
Money can buy anything
What we aspire in our imagination and romanticism?
Is not it a sheer fanaticism?
Money is a medium of exchange
Having capacity to cause dismay and avalanche
To our existing mechanism and social system
Money alone can buy our aspiration
By exchange of it we emphatically express our proclamation
We can dominate and dictate the world out of our potential
Making immense doldrums
We are amused by its hidden strength, a sheer conundrum!
Money is nothing but a reflection of an abstract relation
Seldom have we comprehended how it works in a melodramatic manifestation
Confuse us with its complex configuration
Devastate us with its supreme exhibition
We are inundated by its arrogant expression
Alas! We are enslaved by its physical domination
Though its strength is a conundrum
But, it’s humdrum
Produce a melody, which we love to listen in random!
Money, you are truly supreme
An invisible entity, yet having predominance on us
A catharsis to our mental regime
We helplessly subdue to its emphatic presence
Our brazen adulation
We crave you with our utmost grand connivance!
Still money, you are mystic by your quality
Without any ambiguity
We unhesitatingly salute to your antics and amazing perpetuity
I wonder how money dictate and dominate us with such Omni blow
Why we salute to its camouflaging glow
What it truly possess in its armory, a surreptitious blow
We are confused by its real, surreal or enigmatic dispensation
Money, you truly put us in dilemma
Without which we truly feel an anathema!