My Greatest Journey

For more than thirty years I have wasted my time Thinking myself that I'm an adventurer of All sorts of 'big things' I used to write poems And was appreciated By a small literary circle I used to tell stories With a knack of suspense, By which my friends circle Used to become ecstatic I've instantly become a Superhuman being Among my circle And started to think I'm 'so great' But one day at the dawn, After a deep sleep, I found myself As a big 'NOTHING' Since that moment I stopped writing poems, Stopped telling stories, and Stopped all sorts of 'NONSENSE' I've been doing so far Then I closed my eyes And started my inner journey In the depths of my heart Seeking my beloved Atheetha This journey Towards my inner-most core Might be the ONE I've ever craved for Since the dawn of the time I strongly feel that This's a kingly game Of all sorts of silly games Being played so far By Gods and humans