Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
A path I took, a decision I made,
a story I wrote, a milestone I laid,
all things the world desires,
I met on the way.
When asked how I liked them,
I had nothing much to say
For most of my life I felt something was missing,
as if I had the idea, but not the knack for communicating.
I often felt inadequate, less than average,
and in a world full of wholes,
I was an incomplete misfit.
A void in the center of my heart,
a shadow that followed me, never to part,
I ran and ran and kept running away,
until I reached the end, one day.
When I turned around, I saw my journey....
Fruitless and wearisome, or so it appeared to me.
Sure I was master of things the world hankered after,
but what I found missing was peace and joyful laughter.
I was convinced my lost part could never be found,
to return back home, I was bound.
So I started walking towards the start of the end,
panting, falling and rising was pretty much the trend.
The return journey seemed longer than ever,
yet another mile weakened my endeavor.
I fell, I rose, I fell again,
only to realise....
I was lost, again.