Existence

What we do that we can't consume, 

Why we wander, what others assume

Where are we living, why in other's subsume,

Whom we consider, who doesn't matter.

Who are they, what they talk,

What they think, what they presume.

Why are we running,where shall we go?

Why are we suffering, no one knows.

When will this end and that too how,

Should we ponder upon the unknown or shall we live in now.

No one knows what the destiny behold

 All of this is useless, so now I listen to my soul.