For the first time in my life
i want to meditate.............
cannot handle the chaos inside.
chaos that is resultant of choices..
but would have any other choices been less chaotic..
i m sure not....
I see around people so relaxed..
why am i not one of them..
i was so earlier now...why m i not now..
everything is fine....why is the happiness so conditional
why have i become a sponge..why dont I hit back..
what makes me soak....what makes me take this suffering
i am not bad i know...my intentions are never bad i know..
then why is it not visible....
feel so lonely inside...
the crusader inside me wants to roar
i know i need to walk alone...
my convictions will be my only allies..
i need to keep walking...keep walking..
...just keep walking....
2 comments:
it happens to every body! all those peaceful people around have their packs of turmoils.we are one of them .
the poem is good :)
Sharmaji, I totally agree with what you say !!
In short saying i am born to be re-born the next moment cause the ashes of my existent is what carries me on !!!!
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