Unsaid Commitment

I feel, I have cut down myself for others.. But, who the hell cares or bothers. Life seems like a dry flower.. Where sadness is present every hour. Why? Always, I have to care.. And why? Always, I have to share.. Always, alone on my way.. May it be darkness or day. I know, Alone, I have to stay. I am not able to live, It is not possible even to die. For, people will ask me reasons, And I may not be able to lie. I have lost all my hopes, Also my dreams have no scope. It seems desert is everywhere Not even water, nor there is air. But still, I have everything to bear.. Because, I care for those people, Who don’t know.. How to share?.. Written by: Rashmi Ramesh..