When i ask why....

Every time i ask why?
People say iven't grown up.
But i dont stop there..
and i can't.
Then why am i asking this?
It comes to me from nowhere...
When i think of others...things..
this world... human ... sufferings ... happiness..
sad... the stars above and when the wind blows....
i ask me Why?
I dont ask why i'm here
i ask
why all this... and what for...
why...there is happiness...
and there is bitterness..
Everyone has it.
Everybody has a way of doing things...
Life has way of doing things....
I heard some where...
TEARS ARE HEART'S SWEAT

and i saw a women soldier who was raped...
telling...

SMILE WHEN YOU CAN..

there are lot of things occupying my mind...
i have forgotten my old poems...my lines and words
i can't even recollect them now
The words are dying.. the hopes are vanishing...
the dreams are blurred... my voice is unheard...
Wish
There is a lot in Heaven!