Lonely Nights

Life, i want to know your reasons.
Why you make yourself so purposeless.
Why you are always so insincere and
can't reciprocate love and care.
Why, you always take and never give,
why when you get it you never use, and
why you render yourself so useless.
Why you feed on sadness and
why you seek misery.
Tell me,why you always have to be a defeatist,
the defeats you secretly savour.
Reasons i want for your indifference and
slumber.
Give me some reasons, for you have
everything i have and i have nothing left anymore.
I am tired, exhausted, lost and purposeless.

As she sleeps besides him,unsatisfied and hurt, she wonders what's worse;
Love that is unrequited or Love that is ungrateful.

And today the talk was of the gifts being given.
Some were happy for the watches and mobile,
some were displaying the new dresses in style.
Some had made choclate cakes and card,
some spoke about the big party in the yard.
Some were basking in the long vacation outside
and there were also the dinners candlelight.

He, the insincere, finally said on being asked,
would it do if i say,
I am making myself more tolerable.