Existential Fear

Bop is a form of poetic argument consisting of three stanzas, each stanza followed by a repeated line, or refrain, and each undertaking a different purpose in the overall argument of the poem.

Opened is a window to other’s home
I look inside, I find mountains, beaches
Foreign places, medals, trophies and
Souvenirs, a London bridge, an Eiffel tower
Weddings, proposals, offsprings, a college degree, an accomplishment
Oh! It scares me, uh oh it does

Strikes the eternal fear of my own existence

Why look there, you ask, as if I have a choice
If I look in, to my home they send their voice
Existential crisis, sets in. My home looks dull now, so sullen, oh the cracks
On the pastel paint, the creaking sound of the window
The broken light, how do I fix it.
My neighbour’s home seems so bright
So flawless, the colours look through his window
Here I am, deep in melancholy in the centre of my living room

Strikes the eternal fear of my own existence

Am I alone, I wonder, what’s my way out,
I ask
Do I not look or do I not feel, ignore it is or check if for real
Is the window view a mere facade, or my life a monotonous charade
Maybe just maybe, I paint my walls in crayons and make art on the pastel
See the beauty in my own imperfection, my house, through blemishes and cracks
Here I go, close my window, beautify my own abode, and no longer

Strikes the eternal fear of my own existence

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