Inspite of everyone, I am with
I am all alone, sad, suffocating,
passion for nothing,
don't know why i was born,
don't know why i did things,
which i did.
Was the bread so imp?
sad about, why I don't have courage,
to ask myself as to why I did,
what I did.
feel as if whole world is empty,
and the worse,
no one can make me feel happy.
because it's not the limited,
which a human desires.
why I hate the word compromise,
so much.
I feel I won't be happy ever in my life.
because no passion runs in my blood,
because I don't have enough courage,
I accept, and so i am, a coward.
I want to breath in free air,
I want those beaches,
where nature manifests its power,
those rolling waves, so powerful,
and yet so quite,
I want to experience the roar,
and vastness of ocean,
in the moon lit mid night,
sitting alone and all alone,
with self and
cool wind blowing at its pace,
and waves touching my toes,
and then receding,
I want that oneness to experience,
the infinite joy which natures assimilates,
to feel that we are all nature,
with the same infiniteness,
still we run after,
I don't know what,
I want that peace,
the free air, coming from the infinite sea
I want a small hut under the sky,
because I want that peace...
