Looking at the window,
I see you, all alone , among others
all are growing up, but you are spending your last day of life,
  
Heavy rain, storm, sunshine ,
every weather that passes by you,
You are waiting for your end to come
like a human, you are spending your last journey like a corpse & you look  like an ash

Everytime I see you,
You make me feel of some pain
that you want me to take some heed on it

But I am unable to reach you,
You are in anguish of something
that cant be seen by eyes
but can be felt by heart

Each day I go deeper&deeper; inside you,
your pain is felt within me
Your voice is  trying to reach me
but everytime, I hear your echoes of weeping
and I am still again

Last night of heavy storm,
made me afraid of your existence
as I went to see you
you were not there
You were gone

I left the place ,
                    &
  "Your pain still remain a mystery for me "