Pressure
We are getting pressurized, are not we?
Because of that we are not,
Even able to think ,
What right and what wrong .
Everyday their is new person,
Telling us what to do or not ,
Are we even consider ,
Just everybody taking decesion ,
On our behave.
May be that's how ,society work ,
Everybody is included in it , and
Making ,mutual decesion.
Daily new person come
Give new suggestions .
Confusing , Confusing
Don't know , which one to take ,
Or ,ignore them all .
It's is just so pressuring,
This advising , make us ,
So stressed,
So much pressurized .
Their always a fight between,
Fight between heart and mind
Fight between experience and newness
Fight between old and young,
Fight for what to do or what to not ,
Making them Happy or ourselves
This world seem so pressuring sometimes,
Making us do ,what we don't want to,
Making us thing ,which we never want to,
Pressuring us to core , that,
We take wrong decesion ,
Leaving us with regret .
This should be stopped,
This is reduced,
Stop making us confuse
Stop pressuring,
Stop we cannot handle it more
It difficult to endure now ,
I am done ,i cannot ,take it anymore.
Or may be that's ,how society work,
we human are social animal,
And we just have to , deal with it ,
Like pros and cons of life .
About this poem
About how society and family pressure make us stress ,confuse , and lot more ,making us take decesion which maybe not right for us or maybe which we never want to take .
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Written on December 20, 1999
Submitted by prernakharanger on December 20, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | XAXX BAXBXCXB XXDXX DEXX XXEXAX XFFXBX XXXDGXG CXXX |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,267 |
Words | 265 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 8, 5, 4, 6, 6, 7, 4 |
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