Worthless Journey

What impresses the world that nothing fascinates me..

The moon,the stars, the sky all appears fake to me

And so fake is this world..hundred faces thousand tongues

What they say,they don't mean

And what they feel, they never say

Yes nothing fascinates me

Neither melodramatic TV serials

Nor unrealistic action movies.

I guard the ghost that always haunts me

I weep with the screams of starved child

I float in the blood of raped child

And I sleep with the over-dosed drugged youth

Who am I? why am I?

So restless blaze on the snowy mountain

I wanted to be dropped here in the woods of Africa.. always craving for right path

May be society is tired of me or

I am tired of this worthless journey..