A twinge of regret, a prick of conscience,
perhaps a sting of remorse
permeate the conscious within.
to think of my misspent worldly existence
of all these years without a real reason.
Is it so that I really nurture the traits
of an omega male within me ?
Or is it the realization that, nothing after all
actually matters, much in life- relations,acquisitions,
anniversaries,landmarks,victories, humiliations.
Something within wants to break out , yet again,
the resonance of all the collected experiences
brings about the all pervading perception
of meaningless void all around.