Abstract Queries

Tears running down the eyes,
nothing’s in control and such is Life.

Burning are the stars or the fireflies?
The nights for the doomed
or the doomed for the nights?

Shame doesn’t crawl beneath whose skin?
Who lives a life with an obnoxious grin? 

Is there a voice to answer all our whys?

Perishing are the minds full of doubts

and eyes full of questioning cries!