A Search
A chirp and a day dawns and dawdles
My eyes open to part take in its mystery
Oh, blessed me! Doomed to suffer in sorrow
Sin surrounds and surpasses my selfish self
Is my life a ransom- so rugged and red?
No, a punishment to purify my polluted pot?
Restless I grow, no good comes from me.
Who am I an unworthy, uncouth, piece of flesh?
Turf I reach, silence envelopes, disposes me
The cliff that catches me to calm, so there I climb
Greenery, I love the beauty and the vicinity
I realize, a mere mortal so immoral is loved by she.
Day breaks, sun rises, brightens my face
My eyes sparkle on every darkest day on earth
Searching voraciously you, in nothing I find.
Tiredness fades and yet I find you not!!!
With sweet hope, I surrender -sleep to search you
Or else I die and die every day and yet not a day I live.
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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