Feelings of lonliness

Yes those stars shine
sparkling bright in utmost horizon
And indeed birds are seen in the sky
wavering those misty clouds
the moon is in the same place
and so is the burning of sun
the slowing down process of ticking clocks
and easy rotating hands of time
Year passes, same as a day
no single soul to lean on
the meekness that has been uprooted
deepen down is just a cry
Isolated in the hunger and thirst
waiting for the rainy day
the patting sound of those falls
hitting hard in the inner coast
Time it flies, time its hard
and each days of lonliness stricking my mind
Noone to walk with, none to talk
same monotonus lonesome life
and these feelings of blues
the sound of symphony mourning
like an heart beat
those beeps dazzels echoing inside
the context life line reads
is all over turned here
the pages and scripts are all mimicry
nothing mine to show on
the timeless journey of an empty hand
crusified will to stand in this city for long
emptied are all picture drawn
emptiness it reflects no color thrown

I wonder why

Its easy to carry out life
stuck in the same position
Standing still and looking at the horizon
The unclassified boundaries
The vista that is overwhelmed when
the morning rays by passes
and sun is over turned
the crystal clear sky
suddenly starts turning red
and forbidden line of darkness
again occupies the workspace
Turning every objects black
and in the twilight only there is hope

There is incompetency and lack of strength
Those arms are weak to push to and fro
The ongoing life as it appears
Moving every objects but not old pain
Hyms that is provoked and taught
Preached every level of thoughts
Occupied every space and judgement is done
Confusion at every steps with no steering to turn

I wonder why
This boundary was made
Every stages of delusion
for orginality to fade
Sick of life, breath and death
Sick of god that was made
Those bridges, those walls and those gaps
those impunity deeds of foolish man
I wonder this life meant
the meaning, the purpose
I wonder why I wonder why.....