Drones

there are times when we feel alone,

and wander like a lifeless drone.

have no time to even mourn,

and I feel like a waving flag almost torn.

to this lifelessness I'm getting so prone,

and singing blue's in annoying tone.

everything is like hornless unicorn,

undefying anything that was sworn.

thinking everything as a clone,

with lesser brains of my own.

feeling of mercy that is always oversawn,

and tis like darkest hour before the dawn.

when we reject our lives which is like a drone,

a new HUMAN is thus born.