Emotion...

Down upon my food i look,
i wonder,
why is this chicken taste nothing but
like mild water ?
Why is it this bread not taste as sweet
as it used to be...

Without realising the very thing,
i had stuff my poor appetite with much food,
which my bud taste nothing but sadness,
sourness, loneliness...
What has become of me?

Did i over-ran?
Or life is trembling down upon me?
Or
i am regretting something
which my heart,
my own self soul...
doesn't recognise It
the question of a life chapter
hanging unbalance behind my mind...

Running too much,
exhaustion creeps in,
attacking the very self,
whether mind or soul,
where It never stop,
making a suffering spot out of this
helpless self...

Pressure coming down as one upon you,
Guardians babbling,
on how you live your life ?
Alphabets and numbers
torturing the mind every now and then,
teasing at how weak you are,
And
fighting the very lone battle
which live along with you,
in your very own self,
where it never stops
unless
you no longer find soul
in the mass your are now in ...

Or is it ?
regretting what you had done,
in learning, respecting or
love...
the way you learn things,
the way you cultivate it,
or is it
how you respect your family?
your parents ?
or is it
the way you love,
hurt and miss
the very person
you swear you will never will
ever hurt ?

Looking back upon this
should be tasty meal,
i realised,
the very thing which is crawling inside me,
i realised,
why i felt so much
to find a peaceful place,
to just lie down and feel the harmony
in the air,
i realised,
it will never leave me
till the very last day i live my life,
cause it is part of me,
part of what makes me human,
It is...
emotion...

And i blame no one,
neither earth
nor heaven,
for this gift is,
god blessing upon me...