To be or not to be?

Sometimes I wonder, why I am alive, why should I be

I experience as if I am lost in the middle of a dense forest

sounds of hidden creatures, strike trembling fear to me

mind full of turbulent thoughts, I can't lay them to rest

 

At times, life seems to be so dull and grilling

is it a mirage or a miracle, who holds the answer

people does come to me to advice, that is so chilling

little do they know; they pierce my heart like a lancer

 

Seldom, I do feel the freshness of life in every breath

few people I meet, put an everlasting impression

may be it is worth living rather than inviting the death

so, to be or not to be, that is the question

(14th Dec 2014, Paris)