Monday, 7 February 2011

I dont know....

Why do I ask from life,
When it submits with no wish?
How do I live it all,
If I wander as a fish?

Why am I lost all the time?
Seldom do I see.
Does life mean just live,
Or is it for myself to know?

Is life nectar for a bee?
Or wood for its pecker?
Should it be the comb for it?
Or a room for the hatcher?

Is the life bound by love?
Or love you need to live?
Does anxiety lead you through life?
Or life makes you struggle to know?

I don’t know how to live,
I am just being through it.
Am I making all of my life,
Or am I not paying a bit?


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