Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Seeker

I thought that I could be great

May be, change that power of take,

To live amidst the taste,

Of freedom for no one's sake.

I landed among bonded souls,

Who sought the Goal,

Of one's liberation through an oath,

Satisfied only by woes.

So, I drifted my lonely path,

In search of another start,

I walked into a cloud,

Veiled by diamonds and doubt.

Still I ventured within,

Found that substance was there.

As I saw I realised,

And so I was surprised,

I came out at once,

All this changed me to crumbs.

Who should be that I seek?

The god after we speak,

Or change my course,

Dammed by the beauty of whores.

Whom do I listen?

To the sound of the silent morning?

Coming out in glisten,

Even fulfilling your yearning.

All through this I have seen,

Only to head back where ,

I have always been.

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