Leading a life in a crowded but lonely city.
Crowd of people going to and fro,
No one even cares to actually know.
Along the crowd we walk day in and day out,
Not even knowing what life is all about.
Struggling, suffering, we all move on,
Having no idea whats in store, the next dawn.
Life sucks, people say,
We are the one who make it that way.
Morning we rush in, evenings we are dead,
That’s how each day of ours end.
When I sit with my books along,
Hundreds of questions in my mind prolong.
What is life?...and who are we,
Can anyone tell its answer to me.
Ups and downs, love and war,
Wonder what life has in store.
Its all upto you, what you do with it,
Either enjoy it or waste it with.
According to me life is a boon,
A chance to live, which will not come again soon.
I wish to live it in my own special way,
Please allow me to do this, I wholeheartedly pray...