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The Amusement To Insanity

Jul 17, 2023
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Updated: Jul 29, 2025

By Sandeep Patil


The amusement to insanity


The insanity to procurity


The procurity to luxury


To spinning a spree with utmost accuracy


My thoughts and seasons confused with reality


The spinning earth with its selfish and ignorant hierarchy


My display of disregard with disparity


My confrontation skills uncharted and beyond scope of cognitive abilities


My eyes and lips with utmost sincerity


My thoughts and views with diversity and empathy


My emotions and cognition with rationality



My success and fame doubtly coherent or savagery?


My soul bleeding on the road of immortality


My thinking beyond the understanding of average imaginary


The empty magazine standing intimidating unachievable skills and territory


The mixing of pain with non acceptance in the society with self neglecting tendencies


The burning of self esteem and burning of immature narcissism with blow of steam ,neck hung on the ceiling will give birth to a young prodigy


The conlusion concluding with inimitable nonconformist personality


Emptying bullet slots with prudent thinking



The aftermath of life recalulated and rectified with wisdom and agony


The science of life improvised with psychology


The interpersonal barriers shattered with hand made of steal


The physical IQ refined with conscience strikens from opposite teams


The revival of spineless trees with repeated exposure of sun and wind


The revival from relinquished kness by repeated exposure of disdain and humility


The scars now has meanings my speed and mind are undefeating


My fathers perspicacity poured with unfazing blood integrated with my philosophy


Making this poem far from the shore of conventionality


By Sandeep Patil





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