Why......


"   Why  feelings and thoughts -
    of mine are unfeeble,
     And with an oft soulful cry! 

    Never embroided in it's 
    brinkmanship of A dwelling mirth !. 
    often wondering  of the days that gone by . 

    Why being an unmindful  'Abu ben Adam '
    often I embark on a distinct parody of bliss? 
    Why my lips quiver,if destination is far cry. 

    chasing my impounding fleet of wry smiles
    and daunting hopes to pursue, 
    And  for a few souls to succor !.