Feelings?

By Khushi Agarwal

In a world where no one feels anything, I feel a lot;
Who is really at fault?
The one with the dry lake or the one with the surplus ocean—
I don't understand this commotion.

Living with a poetic mind in a deaf world,
With the mind to feel the feelings of the feelingless;
Is it a big curse or am I blessed?
The question makes my heart cry,
This confusion makes my soul dry,
Am I even sad to die?

In a world where emotions are dead,
How can I think with this head?
How can a person with no sleep
Understand the meaning of beautiful dreams?

Courage of a tiger and timid as mice—
What kind of beast am I? What a surprise!
A place where sitting and thinking is a crime,
I wish for a place where everything is fine.

In a place where sentiment feels so wrong,
I feel I need them to be strong.
But in reality, they make me frail—
All I am is deemed to fail.

Like a deer in a pack of lions,
I wish to survive.
Am I brave or foolish?
It's for you to decide.