wonderland

always wondering what life is about
if it’s a journey or…
just a race in strangled crowd?
sun’s no moon,
moon can nev'r be friends of sun
what light brings to cheerful sky
the night takes it back, i stun
so i must say,
every night is same as before
and every day appears so gloomy as past
not sure whether life should be a dream or nightmare…
that we living without loving at last.