Questions without answers

To give up on everything,
or to hold onto hopes,
she cried day and night
but all answers were lost ..

Questions she had many
each one an answer to next
chasing impossible ends,
into her eyes they spread..

Each morning she picked
memories,dipped in smiles
and while the day crawled,
only tears painted the night.

Every one had their theory
of what she did right or not
every one wanted her to smile,
keep hopes on moving on.

But none ever asked her,
where she wanted to dwell
or with whom would she want
to spend her life and herself.

Author: Prats

It's not the dramas or the stories, but actually the people touched by them who taught me how to appreciate these stories, the different medium of expressions, and how to believe that even fictional characters can give hope and smile to so many people around the world. A reader first and obsessive reviewer of things I love, I write when I am deeply touched by a story or a moment. You can find most of my ideas and thoughts first expressed on Twitter - @i_read_write

9 thoughts on “Questions without answers”

  1. This reminds me of lyrics written by Keith Green: “Don’t you see? Don’t you see? All the people sinking down? Don’t you care? Don’t you care? Are you gonna let them drown? ‘God bless you, be at peace.’ And all Heaven just weeps. ‘Cuz Jesus came to your door, you left Him out on the street.”

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