WHY IT HAPPENS BY ER ASHISH DUBEY

WHY IT HAPEENS

I don't know why this happens,
There is a lot on my mind,
Why do people feel lonely,
even on joyous occasions?

I'm not sure why,
but when we smile,
we hide the tears in our eyes,
Why do we feel lonely while we are surrounded by people?

I'm not sure why my dreams lead to tears,
Unspoken grief can be sensed deep inside our hearts,
In every relationship, something is lost,
Why does the same stillness return repeatedly?

Why does time pass so swiftly and leave us behind?
Why does the heart falter with each step?,
Observing the sky raises questions in the mind,
I don't know why this happens?

I don't know why this happens,
but even when we're together,
we feel disconnected and strange,
This is replicated in our own reflection,
Even when we're close to people,

it might feel like a barrier has been created in our hearts,
Those ancient recollections float in the silence of the night,
among the flurry of thoughts,
Why do we remember those tiny aches in the middle of happiness?

I'm not sure why that happens,
yet alien appearances appear to be our own,
while our own people seem to vanish,
Why does inner silence feel so heavy in the midst of the world's noise?

I'm not sure why we feel alone even while we're surrounded by others,
Every giggle is accompanied by a deep quiet,
and the audience remains hushed as well,
And I'm not sure why; the same question arises each time: why does this happen?

COMPOSED BY ASHISH DUBEY