Have you ever wondered why and how everything is the way it is!
Have you ever wondered about the way you are, what have you become!
The way you sound, the way you appear in this world, the way this very world appears to you!
Why you like certain and dislike certain although it all belongs to the same universe!
Can it be so haphazard or random, the existence and its existence!
One fine day of your one fine life, you shall know .
You shall know like there is nothing else to be known.
Without that knowing you can still pretend comfort
And make yourself busy with that your mind finds comfort
And for every action you do, your brain resonates a reason
And all your baseless desires and judgements those feed your being
For all those reflections of yours which make you appear to be real in this illusion
Weather you know or you don\’t know or how much you knew is not of my interest
I am very astonished, you have no interest in knowing!
For which you live like just a ghost and in the hands of the ghost
No wonder you want to put so much of existential make up.
Is there a word or a term that precisely captures the beings like you?
Human beings