A Loving Nothingness

 I glance around ,

There is  concrete building

There is habitation,

There  is  activity

There is  panic,

There is no life,

A loving nothingness.

 

 I hear around,

There is  jarring sound,

There is bustle,

There is discordance,

There is no  energy,

A loving nothingness.

 

 

I feel around,

There is total embarrassment,

There is  pollution,

There is discontent,

There is no spirit,

A loving nothingness.

 

 

I smell around,

There is  stinking aroma,

There is nausea,

There is dizziness,

There is no movement,

A loving nothingness.

 

 

 

Where are we heading to?

What are we aiming at?

Who are we targeting?

When are we reaching?

A loving nothingness.