I Am Not Getting Rude! ! Poem by Ankur Bhardwaj

If a villager entering a city is trauma,
Then a civilized between barbarians enters coma!
Though initially the experience is cool,
But not long if takes to pin like shool!
Initially you may get some celestial tranquility,
At end of the day you may be searching individuality
If they favour something in moonstone,
Then you are supposed to oblige if or everything’s gone.
When they are glad,
They express it getting clad
Even if compromising all odds you have an identity,
You are always uncertain about its sustainity
Seriously telling I am not getting rude,
It’s my own experience of getting nude! !