They tell today is not the day
They are not sure about tomorrow
Some day they say

‘so what do I do’ I ask
‘wait’ they say
‘wait.. wait.. wait’
they repeat

‘wait for what’ I ask
they are silent…
‘wait for life’ or ‘wait for death‘
I ask them and they say nothing

By now I am frustrated
I can’t wait no more
I tell them I am human
that I have emotions

They screen blanks at me
I stare at myself in the screens
they stay switched off
I scream at them
they remain blank

‘I am human‘ I cry to them
’yes.. you are human’ they acknowledge
then they go silent again…

we are alone in this world
Each one of us..
we are not talking to each other
We are taking to ourselves..

Life ends
what you see is a tunnel..
Here life is just another passenger
you are its peer

And death killed Life today morning
They tell today is not the day
They are not sure about tomorrow
Some day they say

I say fine…..

-Vinod-