The World Is Made Of

Going about saying that I am most reasonable
going about remarking I am the most honest
would look good for a time
not always as it becomes a monotony
keeping us away from reality
taking us to a world of fantasy
leaving us to brood over and over again
that we are heavenly beings wrongly put on earth

A quick get into the world and merge
not minding to diffuse in the throng
not keeping away from the crowd
might look refreshing and entertaining to most
but a few amongst us would wish to keep away
not able to cope up with the rash and splash
standing out in the corner perceiving the world’s move
and accepting the thrive without any remorse.

As put forth there are many variants amongst us
one thinking great and high reigning at the top of the world
the other picking up with the majority in the sail
while the rest refraining from both but walking measuredly
makes this world of habitation with both long and short entities
who fly high with wings imaginary higher and higher
who float on the sea with thoughts ordinary
who tread along the path with inclinations strange and chaste
that go to the make up the world in all its extensions.