When they come as the storm
They silently trigger our mind.
Thou they appear very simple
Yet they have eddy inside
They make vicious circle around
And our thoughts get trapped inside
Though they touch, but we see not
We understand not their language
They keep us on the edge
Which we fail to express
Indeed, they pose innocent questions
And they ask with simplicity as well
We keep searching the answer
Innocent question, but tough answers
They come like clouds
And cause hurricane in life
They seem easy yet they’re not
They entangle us in thoughts
And keep busy giving nothing
The return path is uphill and tough
They touch us, but we see them not
They try to say, but we understand not
They always keep us at bay
We are unable to stay away
Indeed, they are very innocent questions
They ask us by becoming naïve
Where is the hidden answer?
Innocent questions with difficult answers.