Under the Veneer

I  see under the veneer of complacency, the restlessness of the soul.
I see under the criss crossed ravages, the discontentment with life.
I see under the careless sipping of life the haste towards death.
I see under the hectic routine the vacuum.
I see under the happiness,glee,laughter, the sordidness,tears and cries.
I see everyone veiling death under the veneer of life.