Another Life, No Thanks

Why is our craving so very high
No matter whatever we do
We are never satisfied

Why is peace of mind so hard to find
With every solution we find
A new question drops by

Why does a change feel non adjustable sometimes
No matter how much we try,
Something/one hits the wrong chord, everytime

Every smile seems to be fake
Each word I hear is filled with lies

When you ask for something, using all the power you have
Farther it goes from your reach

Why can't we speak without hurting someone's life
Why is, being silent, sometimes difficult to try

Why does the bag of happiness
Always has a hole hidden on some side

Even before we smile fully
Those things are swept by the tide

Does this cycle ever even end?
Hope not the answer is, This Is LIFE

If this is what we are here for
Then it's a relief, that we have only one life

-SR.

Mind Control

Nobody is perfect in this world
Neither me nor you

We all learn and we evolve
In a better version of ourselves

Happens many a times
We do something and then regret

That is what the learning process is about
You will fall before you rise to the top

Our reaction are based on our ego
Not pragmatic version of the situation

To take control of our own mind
Is what each of us yearn to achieve
But it isn't easy as it seems to be

-SR.

What am I doing

As the day retires and moon lights the sky
A question pops in my head,
What am I doing?

When the morning sunlight begins the proceedings
Instead of hope a question stares on my face,
What am I doing?

At the place, from where I get my daily bread
Even in the crowd, a question pops in my head
What am I doing?

People are there around, but I have nothing to offer to the plot
And amidst the talks and laughter, a silent beep is heard
What am I doing?

Sometimes when alone in the crowd
While sometimes together in the loneliness
The thought strikes in my head
What am I doing?

In the reunions and celebrations, which I take part and cheer along
A tune suddenly hits those chords whose beats says,
What am I doing?

-SR.