LONELINESS

These are the days I feel alone,

No new friends and old ones gone.

Watched Movies, tried Internet surfing,

But I still feel alone.

Passed so months by doing like this,

No new result and mentally hit.

But I pray to the Lord hour and time,

Gives positive rays and remove negative shines.

This is the story of Lonely people,

Who suffer from their past entitle.

Everyone is yours when you are rich,

No sarcastic remark, with full of lists.

Nobody talks when you need them most,

Kick to care and understanding the Least.

These are the days I feel alone,

No new friends and old ones gone.

I shifted to depression more and more,

No new Job after the other.

Passed my time, Like a unsold fruit,

Being on the table to be sold as soon.

With so many buyers showing their interest,

But Less of salary and full of hard work.

Fruit in the end prays to the Lord,

To save it from rotten and look like fresh.

Every sunrise, fruit waits for the buyer,

With good pay and providing a title.

These are the days I feel alone,

No new friends and old ones gone.                                     

With no one to talk, no one to meet,

He finally surrenders to the Lotus feet (of Lord).

Note: Fruit above is compared to Human being.