No matter whether any one ask or not,
No matter if no one else want to know the reason of pain,
As I am oblivious to most of the reasons.....

Some conflicts appear in my mind,
As most of the times though I live with you all,
Still loneliness appear here.....

Most of the times search the reason of this life,
Loose all interest, all beauties,
At the same time try to motivate myself
Try to feel inner self as it is most beautiful.

But something is here,
Which invite me to write the words of all humble torment, which I understand myself....
At the same time I feel relaxed while the words arrange into a verse in it's own way and it's own style.