Falling Into Entropy by Bhavik Gupta

Somewhere in the world is a small but perfect home

Perfect? That happiness was just a loan

The story of this small home is beyond pain

It’s the story of a home falling into entropy, a bane

Once upon a time, somewhere nearby, in a city

A household of four lived all pretty

The best part, the household was a family

Life was beautiful but it was meant to fall finally

The mother was as warm as one can be

The father was a true guardian as one could see

The son aspired to be a doctor and was working hard

The daughter was an actress, in five films she starred

Call it bad luck or just a matter of time

A moment came where perfections and reality came inline

Tomorrow became worse than today

As the heavenly home became the devil’s prey

The father overburdened by work started drinking

He had a family back home, what was he thinking?

He would spend his nights in the bar all alone

Lost his care for the people at home

The mother due to the unpaid attention

Fought against her husband and raised contentions

Her loneliness made way for a wretched hole

A hole in her conscience, a hole in her soul

The son got sucked into a vortex of failure

His confidence now stumbled, to himself he became a stranger

The world spun and turned upside down

He tried, tried until he fell and broke down

Who knew the damage that the daughter's coveted fame would incur?

She was raped and tortured and her memory is still a blur

Who would be with her? Would any healing ever suffice?

She could only cry over her broken heart, disturbed mind, and a ruined life

That was the big plot twist in the story,

Thinking about it, is this one’s glory?

Ideally, they should have fought and made their way back to win

But don’t forget, the world thrives on sins

That home became the symbol of sins and evil

That same home crumbled down as the world’s upheaval

The mother neglected her duty, the father forgot his role

The son gave up on his life and the daughter left her soul

The world was no different, it has its sorrows, it had its blisses

But that home broke and was now shattered into pieces

That was it, the end of the family’s true legacy

As they couldn’t prevent their fall deep into all of life’s entropy