Saturday, March 6, 2010

In The Morning

Whenever I open my eyes
At the break of my day’s dawn
When I realize the surroundings
I do stifle and suppress my yawn
I bite my pillow because now
For I have to see another day
Why doesn’t it just end? Why
Can’t I have it once my way?
What is the reason for me to live?
Why and what is the need?
Why has my heart to beat?
Why does my chest expand and recede?
Why have I to be marooned on this
Island surrounded by the space
Where there is no happiness or peace
Neither pleasure nor is there its trace
This world which lives for itself
Doesn’t bother for other’s life
They care not for a soul and
Befooled I believe they share my strife
The tree gives oxygen so you return carbon
For it to prepare its sugar sweet
It throws down the fruits for fear to rot
Not so that you might eat
Why am I still bound to the land?
Why can’t I fly in the space?
Why do I wake up everyday
And have to see my ugly face
I know I am useless
Whole my life is vain
But then why am I not freed
And subjected to the cruel pain
The troubles here are endless
And smiles temporary for sure
There is a phrase worth dying for
None which says worth living for