Adjusting in, was his attempt
Regardless of favoritism and contempt
The surroundings were utterly new
He knew whereabouts of only a few
He believed in merging with distinctions
Understanding people was one of his convictions
Who used to lead, direct and stand out
Was now directionless at a round about
Amongst alike, he usually bossed
Then what made him feel grossed?
It was Attention…
Attention makes one frail and fall
When given too much or none at all.
-14th June, 2013
Hi I am Ritu Raag, a 17yrs old student of science from Chandigarh, Punjab.
Writing is my passion, and Poetry is my Life
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