Doubts & Whys

mind boggling

A boulder rolls down block the stream,

Waves of the sea gradually shattered

The trees couldn't walk nor scream,

Like a flower with thorns which isn't watered.

My mind is like the nature,

then the heart is a calamity.

where plans must be nurtured,

'yet often sways with the wind,

The soul's confusion grown,

Morning is dark, night is bright;

Never knew where's my own,

The sky's couldn't choose still the right.