A glimmer of hope is barely visible
the storm raging within me
threatens to engulf my sanity
I know not what lies ahead..
I know not when this journey ends
and when the new one begins...
Memories are at war
hurling unwanted thoughts at me
I know i must retrace my steps
I know my quest for moksha must continue
the hunt for peace making me restless
I know one day i will have to let go....
But vacillation comes easy to me
how long before end comes along?
threatens to engulf my sanity
I know not what lies ahead..
I know not when this journey ends
and when the new one begins...
Memories are at war
hurling unwanted thoughts at me
I know i must retrace my steps
I know my quest for moksha must continue
the hunt for peace making me restless
I know one day i will have to let go....
But vacillation comes easy to me
how long before end comes along?
4 comments:
Nice one...
Deep and beautifully written Raka. Sometimes the wait can be endless...sigh!
Moksha is the ultimate quest of life. Nice lines but....Why the urge now ?
Gud one... :).. but dont concentrate on end so much dat u forget to notice the begining..
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