Nowhere

i passed

a tree

turned old,

its leaves 

turned yellow,

and stem 

weak,

hollow,

it still 

make a stand,

in the burning sun;

it knows

it is

nowhere..

In a whirlpool..

Why  I am feeling the pain of loneliness?I have all around but still I am living the hollowness..

Why do I expect many times and why I do keep on saying to other- "one should not expect"..!

 I have gone through the worst times and have learned lessons but then why I feel being hurted by none other then a going to be friend?People don't understand me or I don't get them well... Am I too complex?

Why the hell I am expecting from those who don't lie anywhere in my world?Is it a human need to be appreciated by the world and live with the fantasy of adoring fans.. I don't know if I am affected by this disease bu I am not on the verge of ruining self..! I feel disturbed very often ,I get irritated soon, and i feel like living with no move to make... I am afraid,I am perplexed,I am missing the real me.. 

I need to revise , i need to get my world renovated, i need to put a boundary around..

It feels relaxed when i write;i need to discover self..

I need , i need and i need someone beside me . thank you Nishant :)