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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Journey Inward

I am looking for a piece of shroud...
Perhaps to shy away from crowd...
Hearing the verdict clear and loud...
Digging my own grave why do I feel proud.

Thoughts crash on the boundary wall...
Mind in illusion or the illusions befall...
Unable to comprehend at all...
Open ears albeit no call.

Stuck between a no and a no...
Lost focus and the mind doesnt know...
The right fold and the right way to go...
Hanging in a dilemma, there isnt even an echo.

Life seems not what it was...
Looks like a stoppage... a brief pause...
Tried... dried... without a cause...
Unable to assess gain or loss.

Passion was there once, where is it?
I pondered inside but didnt found even a bit...
In my lonliness I seek my own writ...
Perseverance or exit?

A small hope for the good I still see...
A longing for that era is still inside me...
I can muster courage to change thee...
But not at the cost of my own glee.

Tempestuous this time, I want to overcome...
I desire to achieve that lost stardom...
I want to reinstate my kingdom...
And feel rejuvenated, reliant & awesome.

1 comment:

  1. Nicely described debate of outer illusions & inner soul and overcoming from the same. The hope is the thing that keeps excitement alive. Talking to self is an art.
    Well written... Thanks for sharing... :)

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