NOTHING

I want to cry for nothing,
I mean everybody cries for something,
Something that we wanted
But couldn't get,
Something that we deserved ,
But someone else had,
Something that we suffer,
But can never express,
Something that is missing,
But not knowing what,
I cry for this reason,
I mean I cry for "Nothing".
Everybody is around ,
I like them all,
Talk,laugh,listen,get involved,
In conversations with faintest relation to me,
Trying to figure out ,
In anything & everything,
What exactly is missing.
So according to you,
I seem to be longing for something.
Dear we should learn from our mistakes.
But its human to err or To err is human.
I think I am kind of an influenced anaroid,
Of whom every now and then,
world has sucked out life;
Look the world around me is all bizzare,
All dipped and dyed nothing genuine nothing natural.
Nothing,the clothes you wear is according to,
What is in fashion not what you are comfortable in.
You have food that will make you look fast.
You wear shoes that will elevate you above your soul.
You have yourself from skin to core,
Out to become someone world wants to have.
Yeah ,Responsible citizens,building the nation,
Eradicating disease,developing technologies,
Becoming machine slaves.
We live to improve quality of life,&
Die before we start living.
This race you are in ,
Will give you nothing,
You will still be a "Rat" in the race.
So is what love now a days;
Not genuine,forced,tried,formulated,
Experienced,heard of ,walked into,
Got lucky,just not natural.
As the cool tantalising breeze,
As crystal clear flowing stream,
As the mighty highness of sun,
As the touching simpicity of moon.
The two stars glowing together above,
Sea of overcrowding,overlapping,
Entangled disco lights.
Stars just glowing effortlessly,
With some blissful aura of heavenly light.
They dont feign they are just themselves.
Together in the darkest hours
Vanishing in the bright happiness virtually.
But still... together.
Stars are in reality but a fantasy.
Something that exists but hard to realise,
Something that is there but couldn't be reached ,
Something that is there but fails to catch your sight.
So try to live for yourself,
Go out in wilderness relish your breath.
Find yourself ,search your soul ,
Be who you are not ,
Who you want to be .
Live the life dont think if you could have another.
God sent us all for a reason,
Try to find out what.
Everybody is worthy.
I say even a "Terrorist".
I think God made them to ,
Spread this message around the globe,
Dont wait for tommorow live for today,
Nothing is permanent you could have been one,
in World Trade Centre on 11th sep.
Search your soul find reasons for yourself ;
And please just dont cry for
"NOTHING".

P.S-The earlier poem was a bit inspired by dis one.I wrote this poem aft my three days at vit...10mins wrk plz dont try to find literature in it..thus..Was just overwhelmd and wrote it......giv me a pen and paper i wll do way d depression...haha poetic..its true to my lyf i can nvr speak meaningful coz i m emotionally dumb.