its when I feel numb,
its when I feel the void,
things just keep coming and going,
but nothing draws my attention.

I stand in the midst of this staircase,
I climb each step but the end never comes.
I feel piqued,
I feel stressed.

many climb and reach the end,
but my feet just seem to cling,
not make a single move.

giving up, I climb down.
tears role down my cheeks.
why after being surrounded by so many entites
I am still alone.
why after struggling so much,
I'm not able to make it.
why do I miss that propel-action

then I close my eyes and wish,
I think.

I dream of this place,
where love is given more respect than lust.
a place where kindness and simplicity is a way of life.
a place where we focus on learning and not competing.

a place where rain is welcomed with arms wide open
and not walked against.

where a hug from a loved one
makes you forget all those sorrows and tears.
where joy is achieved in others' smiles.

when people around you make you laugh
and make you smile.
and when you are given petit surprises
wrapped with lots of love.

somewhere where I am understood,
somewhere where I am loved,
somehow I am made strong..

and then I open my eyes
and in a flash everything vanishes.

but just the thought of it
gives me that joy
and the hope
and makes it my driving force
and a reason to go ahead in life...

what's life without inspirations
what's life without benevolence