Saturday, 21 March 2015

My Soul Yearns

Stuck in the middle of nowhere,
The path divides into many directions,
Taking with it, a part of me...

Losing myself bit by bit
To the madness,
Of excelling,
Of being better,
Of surrendering..

Few dreams beyond the horizon,
Wait for me..
But I wonder for how long..

I might still be here,
Stuck in pettiness..
While my soul yearns,
For that illusive peace..
Of pure joy,
Of real aspirations,
Of my true being..

1 comment:

Vinay Leo R. said...

powerful last verse, and a thought that scares me sometimes. to be stuck...