Aliens

This may appear fake to you

You may not believe

But there are still people on

This giant earth

Who live without stress

And

Anxiety of tomorrow

You may feel I am joking

But this is true

They eat well,

Sleep well

Dress well, and

Love well

To them we are hollow

And useless puppets

They die peacefully

Not regretting for anything

You really may not believe

But such persons do exist

I have seen them

Dancing, singing

And

Making merry without

Festivals, days or occasion

But we cannot be like them

Never

Not an inch nearer to them

We are pathetic common

Insects..

Live and die in disappointment

To them we are worthless

And

To us they are aliens..