No reason.

One day I came to this world,

someday I will leave.

Numberless came and they too left

and so will I.

Since they have gone,

no one has returned yet.

And i too will go

never to return.

Everyone on the earth

who came, went.

Those who will come,

will invariably go.

Those who have already gone

and those who are still here

and those who will come in future,

everyone has/had the same end,

to end in this earth.

They came,

were nourished by this earth and by the love,

and in the end, they dissolved themselves in the earth

paying off the material debt.

But they never paid fully,

the intangible debt of love.

Why did they come,

they never knew

but they still lived and then left.

Why am I

and my fellows are

here?

Like those who have already gone,

we too don't know the reason

for why we are here!

Without reason

how do i pursue this life?

How do i give it a meaning?

How do i follow any feeling?

Life is a truth

that is known to defy its truthfulness by ending one day

but again proving its existence by appearing with another new face.

Life is truth,

with many faces.

Numerous faces testify its veracity,

but how to believe those faces

when they themselves end into nothing one day.

Life is a truth that is proved to be unproved in circle.