Phobia

By Barkha Poptani

When the creation of the pious world,

Was created a suspicion around

The fear of the people ,the fear of the sound

It is bonafide, as real as wound

The dreadful insecurities , the trivial obsessions

The society ought to talk about these alterations

A nyctophobia deserves to be in light

A agarophobian deserves to be in heights

Fears need to be spoken

Shall no one be that quiet

I say no soul remain unheard

I whisper no humane go blurred

Let’s utter our greatest trepidations

Let’s go valiant with complete intimation.

By Barkha Poptani