Loops

Blundering
Stuttering
Stumbling
Trialing
With destructive naivety
Through the morass of life.

Foolishness
Simplicity
Failure
Couched in unfelt innocence

Existential futility
Romantic pedestals
Lofty ideals
Angsty breaths
Psychedelic dreams
Green ambitions

Only for
An interlude of reality
To restate
Life is no novel
Just an Indian road
Ever breaking
Ever building
Ever potholing
Ever puddling
Ever laking
Ever splashing

Raising trust
With every dawn

Only to tear down the romance of life
Once the fiery orb scales the high sky.