my first poem - The World is a Mystery

[stormyindian]

oh lord what have you created is a world full of mysteries,
the more we try to solve it more complicated mysteries arise from it,

thou told us to live a simple life,
livin simple solves many mysteries of thy world,
but where do we find such time,
to stand in schorching sun and enjoy the shade of a tree,
how do we solve thy mystery ,
why does hot air feels cold under thy tree,
where is thy tree of life which would cool our hot troubles,
where is thy tree which would give fruits of humanity and peace,
the more we try to solve it more complicated mysteries arise from it.

oh lord please solve this mysteries,
why does a man turns into beast just to satisfy his lust,
why does a man turns so cruel just to satisfy his hunger,
the more we try to solve it more complicated mysteries arise from it.

oh lord please solve this mysteries,
why did you created such peoples who cannot enjoy thy created beauties,
why your created creatures commit suicide,
when you say there is a reason for everyone to live.
oh lord please solve this mysteries
why cant i sleep at night due to all this mysteries,
the more we try to solve it more complicated mysteries arise from it,

oh lord why did you created a world so full of mysteries.