The faceless rulers...

The taste that felt similar
The thoughts, which gelled with ease
Every glance threw understanding
Of something tied deep below

The mind worked up myriad thoughts
Of want and desire of every kind
Yet the voices across were ominous
Was I crossing the ubiquitous line?

A breach that brought in gazes
Glowers, glares and the like
Angry faces were those which
Never bothered a glance otherwise

I was amazed by the way
Were we fail to hear our hearts
Blaming a unknown million cribbing
About the chastity of our thoughts

We are ruled by the sundry
The faceless, who set the rules
What is appropriate is a debate
Which we always thrive to avoid

Life has become a pawn
Of unseen, apathetic hands
Who thrill to control and rule
Without an iota of understanding…