From the eyes of the Silent Sage

My Mom shouted in a furious Rage,
When i said i want to live the life of a Sage.
No , not live like a monk or meditate on everything still
I had no desire to live upon a hill

All i want is to live fully my life
and not sacrificing my age for kids or a wife.
It does not mean that i will squander time running after girls
thinking about their eyes , singing after their curls

I want to understand the meaning
of my life, my dreams, my existence
Why i see life slipping away?
Why others pain feels like mine?

What is the meaning of true love
the meaning of true happiness
Why is it that the more you organize
the more ends up in mess

Why people need to be taught to be good
Why i am scared sitting alone
Why does it heart when someone leaves you
Why heart is not as hard as stone

Till i die, i want to see,
my Life from page to page
I want to view this muddled up world,
With the eyes of a Silent Sage