When I'M Alone

Caught in the traffic jam of billion words, confused I behave like the madman picking the useless rubbish from the dustbins, from the crowded roads as if I'm engaged in an assignment very important and has to be done within the compass of dead line! He who anyhow managed to pass in his each and every exam and bagged a job by putting oil, throws the dusty words, as a competitor and also the guy who indulges in lies sings the same discordant song along with the other wolves(though I find no moon @ that time.Because I know the moon rises @ night) ...... confused I forgetting my values, my ability, the difference sometimes try to rectify their misconception about me. But, I can't bury the hatchet! In the evening, when with the birds I return to my nest, their faces fade out and peace govern my lovely home and as a drunkard I promise not to talk to them any more. As they are not my cup of tea, interacting with them means burning my innocent part. but, I forget my promise, they show their fangs, they wash their dirt in a specific manner, I protest against their theft, dishonesty and they...... When I'm alone, in the evening, I swim in peace, the madman takes rest in darkness submitting his rubbishes to night!