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.