at times, nothing seems to be interesting
and you wonder what to do,
at times, you question your own existence,
and you wonder , do I still breath???
at times, the valley of the flowers seems dry
and you wonder, where all the butterflies have rushed???
at times, your friends don’t smile…
and you wonder, what you are there for???
at times , the hugs and the kisses distance
and you wonder, where have you gone wrong
at times, you are asked a question
and you wonder, if the question itself is an answer
at times, you resist,
and you wonder, if at all it would have had happen then???
Worries seem endless, and at times…
Oh my beloved let me rest on your lap and you hide me away…..