Anthropocene Epoch - Hrichita paul

I’m lost like the night
I can’t make acute observation of the wilderness
I live in this age where no one expands
From the horizons of me, myself and I
Stepping inside a dark tunnel
They reach their inner world
And leap away into the shadows of it
The expansion of goodness is not doable
In a suffocating and horrifying age.
Setting of false hopes
Making the imagination appear odious.
Most aspiring to be the builders of tomorrow
Will see the haunting catastrophe approaching
Where mazes blur wisdom;
When scarcity enters, goodwill exits.
So now it’s a game, where you grab
Things and Places
Without repenting for the stealth
You commit.

Originally published in Hrichita’s poetry collection Blood & Nectar (Draft2Digital)

Hrichita Paul is an author and a student who is currently pursuing her majors in English Literature & Psychology. She has previously published horror fiction and poetry.