Am I Still Alive? Poem by Md. Asadullah

I saw a languid, thirsty flower
with lost smiles was crying.
I sprinkled water mixed with
my smiles to stop it from dying.

I saw a tree loosing its patience
standing there for ages.
I gave all my patience to it
which was borrowed from sages.

I saw breeze standing still, sad
, amidst mirthfulness dearth.
I couldn't see its sorrow,
sadness, handed all my mirth.

I saw a pond motionless,
no ripples, dull, calm and quiet.
I tied my liveliness to a stone
and threw into it to excite.

I saw hopeless sun filled with
despair was setting in west.
I gifted all my hope so that it
rises again with promise and zest.

Smiles, mirth and liveliness
all lost, now I had none.
Patience and hope were also
not with me, all gone.

Am I still alive? , thinking this
I looked deep into the skies.
A grave infront of me gazed at
my body with greedy eyes.