Chidananda Bhattacharjee Poet ABC

Searching

SEARCHING

I was searching for beauty,
in all possible way, I tries
I find it in the ugliness,
with an utter surprise.

I was searching for happiness,
with a constant fear,
what if i hurt by something
which is my dear.
But i let that pass through me,
with an open heart;
and that sorrow makes my happiness more beautiful 
in this way, the sadness disappear.

I was searching for love
in the eyes of my dear,
sometimes I find,
but sometimes I fear.
so, I rather open my eyes
that I really can see,
oh!! it's also present in hatreds,
I blast into tears.

I was searching for a meaning,
which I can give to my life,
at last I understand,
meaninglessness is it's type.

Now I stop searching 
starts flipping the coin high,
and catch it blindly 
without knowing the direction,
I am happy to fly.

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