The Lost

Somewhere in the depth of thoughts he was lost,
Like a sea shell which lies in the deep fathoms down.
Nothing to worry about and say,
But just to stay in its own world..

For something he was pensive about,
But was dull and sombre.
Like a hopeless living statue,
Who couldn't acknowledge his own time..

All around was enigmatic of his life,
But want to be all alone for time.
An inevitable truth was living in his mind,
But he was lost,and lost,and just lost in his thoughts...