Lonely I

Alone, sad and unwanted -- Me Like in crowd of fire flies only honeybee A long distance journey And its all sunny Hatred served me in sarcastic tray Whether it is august, April or may Smoke arises from empty soul Even birthday is not important anymore Wishes hanged on that tree All they want is 'anti me' Cup of coffee and apple pie No friend - the lonely I Oh I got a gift sender unknown Pack of ignorance and frown A noisy room full of silence Ah ! I'm advised to have patience