Ordeals of Life

It’s hard to fathom a sensation of heartburn
And a storm in the eyes
Why is every soul anxious in this city
I fail to surmise

Conceding that heart is alive and kicking,
Can one probe a reason for it to pulsate
For what reason apathetic and lifeless
Like a stone is its state.

Inexplicable, oh my friends
Is the extent of loneliness
How come, till the line of sight
there is wilderness

Is there anything distinct
In me, that reflects
The mirror seems to give
An impression of being perplexed