Questions of My Life!

Life Sucks!

Why this feelings comes to mind?

Am I not happy from the heart

Or may be I've just become blind.

There are people struggling

Daily for a mouthful of rice,

Still with all the facilities,

Why I feel, life's not so nice?

There's pain, there's suffering;

Yet the handicapped climbs mount Everest.

Why I close the eye to this beautiful life?

Why I wish to let my soul die, be in peace and take rest?

Why am I so violent? Why am I not happy?

What's my life's goal; What's my ambition?

When will I get these questions' answers?

Who is there to remind me of my lost vision?

I am tired of falling down 

And regaining my lost strength;

My thirst for that affection and love

Is now choking my breath.

When will this waiting period be over?

When will I be able to live a fulfilled life?

The only path I can see is the path of Moksha.

However, the responsibilities I bear, now I only grief.