C.R.O.W.D

“A large number of people gathered together in an unruly way.”

This is exactly how Google defines C-R-O-W-D.

A crowd with finite faces

This really gets me introspecting,

I see a face with multiple sides.

I see faces that have conquered phases of life.

I see faces that drop brackets of joy {||||||||}

I see faces that render richness in hives.

These faces seem to be the “light” of the crowd.

Now when there’s light, there’s always a shadow.

There are faces which are fueled with fakeness

There are faces who carry knives coated with love

There are faces with that “always hungry stare”

And you know, that “he” is framing you bare.

*fucking male chauvinists*

And then come the faces

Who are always with you and promised you many ‘forevers’

But when you are sinking, they are nowhere.

This is what I call;

“when a crowd gets converted to a clan of crocodiles “faking fucking tears; you being the prey.

This crowd will let you choke

Zero fucks given

The truth remains

All faces come with a rare vibe

This world cannot be defined as an epitome of goodness or the other way round.

It has both

In immeasurable cups.

To live a celebrated life ;

We need to embrace ; the light showered upon us AND the scars that the shadows  leave

Every face has a story to tell!

And

EVERYONE OF YOU ,including me

are standing in this c-r-o-w-d.

Which is full of uncertainties

To live a life in a way less difficult

Lets keep it real

Find beautiful in the awful

Embrace this crowd

Cause every person in the C-R-O-W-D is a beautiful creation.