I Have Sought
I have sought in mortal forms
In beauty a pleasant countenance
By worshipping those in attendance
In vain I showed my ignorance
When turned into inky darkness
Of night as if on a bright day.
Where hopelessness & darkness
Reside amid the thronging crowd
Ghostly shadows turned into cold
Into cobbled eternity of the streets
Struggling against deep incantations
Life began suffering again In familiarized mortal situations.