Tranquility of life (original poetry)

I never stop asking.

I look through the window of earth lost in words.
Not just the sorrow of the past agony,
But, that of the future yet to come.
Who knows what it encompasses?

I never stop asking.

I couldn't think of a lasting solution.
Already consumed by fair of growing older;
Has it spread it fluttering winds.
Year to years, not stopping.

I couldn't see myself overcoming it.

I anticipate life without stress.
Where one will just explore nature, image
In all its goodness and uniqueness.
As if it will ever come.

I never stop asking.

Why can't everyone have fair share of everything in life?
Why can't human wants be met without much suffering.
Why will some work, only to go home without food.
Why can't human have it all without clamouring?

I never stop asking.

How will someone imagines life full of up to down.
More hardship less joy.

I never stop asking.

Life is not static.
The growth, riches, wealth, fame.
All but lost in a day.

What a life !

Acquire to aspire what you desire when you perspire don't retire but continue to refire.