Love Being Loved

I feel pity and shame I think over it but pass no blame It has some negative aspect Yet it is possible act Life seems hollow That shall not allow Any positive things to take place As some ideas have crept in any case Lot many things are said and not done Golden days have completely gone Ideals and principles have remained in golden books I fail to understand and head shakes in disbelief “To eat and feel merry” is the only purpose? “Create good position and be happy” not enough I suppose I regret no birth but certainly get dejection I want people to offer some reaction The desperation drives to corner Some tragedy may take place sooner or later I blame some condition responsible for suicide Even though there may be some opinion to divide I love being loved If puzzle remains solved I wish to live the way others live And survive so long it makes me to believe