Years have just gone by,
What the hell is life, hey hi!
From rustling wind and steps to everest,
What remains now is a puzzled quest, isn't it?

Imagining the place to be down the busy lane,
Demeaning bask in the sun, dance in the rain.
Scrolling glittering pictures immersed in joy,
Craving of wannabes - a perfect ploy.

After climbing the top, after swimming till end,
Mr X went perplexed, just what to amend?
The shallowness within, the purpose of all,
Screamed the heaven, ROCK N ROLL - there is nothing at all, there is nothing at all !!