Vermillion sun set.
Hands folded, I look upto the almighty.
Flashes of memory scar my mind.
The soul is forlorn and desperate for equanimity.
I breathe my day's work and look up for answers.
I find none. . .
Restless. I search.
Alas! I tiny hidden voice speaks,
"You search in vain!", it says."
He who has no questions, seeks no answers."
2 comments:
that was great! welcome you big vampire bear you! can't wait to read more dazzling poetry and thoughts from you.
hey sweety!! is this ur own creation!!?? im surprised! its really awesome ..the usage of words and the depth it has which actually tels us to empty our minds!! :-)
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