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The Descendance

Oct 30, 2024
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Updated: Jul 8, 2025

By Hafiza Jamaal Shaik


I see the humans evolving,

Beyond the space and time,

Yet through the elegance and ignorance!


Though our earth is incredibly gorgeous,

The terrestrial haven; the cosmic wonders,

Fluffy whites; dazzling rays; vibrant panorama,

Alluring dusks; lunar glows and starry realm,

All together setting an ethereal ballet

We still try to find some other paradise!


Various generations among us are showing up,

With new trends; habits and sceptics,

But we Gen-Z remain the last and the one..

Witnessing both the wonders and the woes,

Who claimed jolly childhood besides stemming

apparatuses,

This vicennial has brought us those moments;

Transcending across national and international

boundaries,

Marvellous achievements paved on human

civilization,

Nevertheless being everyone's contribution!


We see many historical monuments..

Of our ancestors and fellow beings; back in

centuries,

Celebrating the magnificence standing still,

Whilst our hearts and minds turning fragile

and ill!

The ambience of nature is such a calling spree,

Nonetheless this mechanical world never gives

a free!

Missing those merry days that balanced cries and

chuckles;

Weary are these days; which just pass in hurdles

and puzzles!!


Subservient were the people then ; who

believed in fortunes...

Distraught are the souls now, clinging towards

the success!

Flaunting is what all the trending in row,

Neglected are the inequalities in this dodging

show!

We are craving for distinct looming bliss,

Just by overlooking our natural belongings!

Awaited for more episodes in the long run...

Having too much indulgence in the technical

horizon.


By Hafiza Jamaal Shaik



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