Why ?

Why is the sky blue ,
Why is the grass in winters filled with dew ?

Why do people Hate more than Love ,
And when they do , at times they get bluffed .


Why there are moments when we cry ,
Why at times our life becomes dry ?


To share our feelings why do we shy , 
Why we give up , and not again try ?


Why at the last lap we surrender , 
And think so deeply , 
Mistakes happen ,
But still curse ourselves for the blunder ? 


Fear to Love again , Why ?
People are not the same , but why we still  fear .


Why are people afraid of listening the truth , 
and love to hear lie ?
Why we get selfish , 
like some leave their parents in Old age homes !
Remember they are the ones who made your life bloom .

Why do we worry all the time ?
Life is curry , with all the spices .
Why do we pray to God only in happiness ,
and not crisis ?

A " WHY " to the question , always does not have a reason ,
Just like a bird trapped in a prison .