An object searched for
Maybe within the possession
Or maybe never was
A search never ending
But the soul yearns for the end
And humanely wishes it to be a happy one
Compares with other smiling faces
Yet feels that it somehow does not fit
Finds it a little too made up
Or maybe it’s covetous of the happiness around
Maybe the whole world’s made up
In the thoughts
Yet the made up smiles, the seemingly genuine care
Yet the love, yet the tears
A little too lost
Or maybe another day found
Maybe....
Maiiya
18:08; 12.04.2008
About Me
- Prashantee
- like the lamp in the wind..strong yet delicate..determined yet flickery..calm yet disturbed...me yet not me...different facets...just a nomad on the road called life
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