Seeker
Dreams lie entangled in the cobwebs
And the spiteful spider waits at the helm
The talons of fear pierce into the flesh
Diffusing into every atom.
Sorrow piled on sorrow
Guilt burdened with guilt
That bore holes in my brain
Turning the mind into a simmering pot
In childish fancy hoped in vain,
That all buds would bloom
And all blossoms into fruits grow
But when did the truth dawn on me
The sour Truth - hard to neglect or reject
That many a bud could be nibbled by worms
And fruits - blighted before ripe?
Reeling under the weight of life,
The dull beats of Time
Resonate on the walls of a vacant mind.
I hear it deciphered in many tongues-
‘Defeated you are
Deserted you will'
Wandering through slick pavements alone,
Amid the hurry and scurry of men
Loitering through sandy strands
Watching the flurry and fury of waves
What does my mind hanker for
Wealth or Success……..
Power, Position or Fame?
Nay, a nameless something
That would fill the void within!
poem by Valsa George
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