Youth of the Modern World

Youth of the Modern world:-

Who is he?
He is youth of the modern world
He is crushed and he is curled
He prefers white skin but his mind is grey
He is forward but he might not be straight
He drives fast, he eats slowly
He feels warm and he thinks coldly
He sees it all and observes nothing
He says it all and means nothing
He speaks loud he plays rough
He doesn’t cry, he says he is tough
He takes pride in being called a player
He is full of lies on every layer
He is a heart-breaker, he is a breath taker
He owns a website; he is a match-maker
He’ll be a businessman, he wants a start-up
He scratches his wrists during a breakup
He argues long and he shouts out loud
He goes to parties but says he hates crowd
He is short tempered he needs to be pampered
He cheats to win, he wants the gift hamper
He falls sick and catches cold
But he is well certain, he is never getting old
He visits the web, he watches porn
He fancies violence, the tenderness is gone
He wants to be the man but not gentle
His mind flickers like a flame on a candle
He is always on-line but he is handicapped socially
He relies on logics he never decides emotionally
He wants to travel and he wants to settle
He hates to fight but wants to win the battle
His feelings are shallow his love is conditional
He seeks perfection just like a professional
He wants branded watches branded cars branded shoes
He seldom faces the person he is afraid to lose
He fears darkness and noise is his music
He has no will power, he has never used it
He is publicly silent and socially awkward
He has no guts to talk, he is a silent stalker
He is a drunk and yet witty
He is sunk in self-pity
He goes to the gym he says ‘I work out’
He likes girls slim, posing with a pout
He smokes leaves and he snorts chemical
His mind is a machine his life is mechanical
He is ashamed of his parents in front of his friends
He is afraid of his friends in front of his parents
He shouts at his mother when he gets mad
But every night he asks ‘where’s my pocket money dad’!

Well there’s a good thing about his ability though
He never doubts his credibility, no…
He is confident and he aims higher
He will work hard to go where he desires
He has a great set of logics and he is good with numbers
He just needs to be honest and he will do wonders
Yes he suppressed and his heart is on fire
But he isn't in darkness, he’s just in denial
He smiles from the heart when he dances and sings
He’ll have a great flight once he gets his wings
He is under pressure closed in a shell
Yes he has fallen but he will rise again
He lives in the deepest parts, just like a pearl
And he will come up to the surface,
Because… he is the youth of the modern world!

We are the youth. The present and the future. Let’s DECIDE to take over… let’s decide to take the charge. Let’s step up and change our gears from being the consumers to being the creators. Girl or guy… women or men, let’s WAKE UP! Because if there's one section that can make a difference, its ours. Let’s fix what needs to be fixed.



- Akshat Vyas










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