Why Am I Here?
Why Am I Here?
My day begins with the thought, every day I start
My heart longing to learn, some unanswered questions in the chart
Am I a reality ?, why am I here?
Dumb to these questionS...landing in the same position prior.
Who am I ? And what's my fate?
Seizing my heart throughout the silent day and night.
I ponder if I can get my creators glance.
But all in vain, my ailing heart never gets a ch
ance
What's my purpose and the creator's creations?
I really adore the sparkle of his kiss and mysterious fascinations
Never would I complain in this anguish ladder of thorns
As I know I am the one who is living clueless and hope withdrawn.
Never would ask myself such questions again in utter disbelief
As I have moved myself to the final destination of the chief ... Giving me. a huge relief ..