Where Is

Where Is? I read in poems and stories Where is bliss Answer found in school class and in friends Requires to speak with A maturity of belief And a source of love to each Dramatically I rode towards age shadowing each Incarnation of value to all Never found jutted In rich culture of trust and for sheltered beings Wind wished to touch sky high Forgetting self important for earth Meteors hurled countless down towards earth Silent cries were dipping down Through the light of fire woods Black out were silencing all in the queues of death Neither miracle nor failure project Unsuccessful dialogues were sinking Hopes have suicide through the sip of leader's gulp A message of success Ill references were carrying signals Diurnals were clouded nocturnals were facing late Lives of the corpses were in line for burn civilization of dilapidated towns Places for weeds and for new concrete born Where is jam in the road of oil seekers To run ease lives of children Expiry medicines fainted waiting in friends' blockade Odd culture and lame adm.. describes Venture of the day with ink-less pen A mail of voice blows in the evening screen Where is my right and entity? One octogenarian throated in loaded vehicle Youths have occupied his seniority sitting heartless.