Oh life! Me why!
The title of the poem is significant, rebelling and catchy, though it is interesting and universal, still a common quest with a mark of compelling question, raised by anyone, being aware of the fate of its answer.
I liked this poem has a free flow of thoughts, and enjoyed the read.
My favourite line in the poem:
The one question I always asked in my life was--Why Me?
Most odd, unreasonable, illogical, and impractical and my most disliked line in the poem:
Why is there a funeral?
This speaks generalized questions, put in different dimensions and appreciation of living.
We ever think, as it is common, I think, as a human being, as it is relatable to living, anyone could easily relate to what you say and put in questions without a definite addressee, in general, as we think, only it is done with us or it is exclusively caused to us or it happens only to us, as everyone thinks like that, why me?
Though some common questions are there, obviously, we also think, why are people so cruel, as we wish to know the reason, on analysis, only we come to know the answer from within ourselves.
I did not like a childish question like this in your poem:
Why is the world spinning?
This is a foolish question, rather a childish question, perchance I did not expect a question of this sort in the poem; for there are some questions we should not ask like a fool, I think, it is a question like why we live or why man dies and the like.
Yes, you have asked some question as protests, I appreciate, we should ask such questions and we may sometime get the right answer.
Of course, you have raised question about injustice, the prime and most authentic and common question everyone asks.
I do not like a question like this: why is there so much pain; for I find, I think, it is an absurd question, having no base and it is exclusively relative and personal though, but there is no answer to satisfy, it is wise not to ask such a funny question.
Again, this is not a rational question, ‘why will my world never anastomose’, as I think, it is a desirous question, and it is meaningless, somewhat absurd to ask for and know or expect an answer, for it is something we do not understand, even if it happens, there is no chance of joining two world together, your expected world and the real world to favour you or give you fulfillment of desire.
Well, I find you have attempted a good work, with mix of some awful questions; still I liked the work of poem you have endeavoured, as you are finally at peace.
Well done.
Thank you for sharing this with us.
Scribe On!
by Guru Valmiki Aristotle Scriber
22102018
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