Questions get answered
And yet you get lost
Hippies turn more rational
A life worth living
Voices get lost in throat
Yet there is shrilling scream in your head
You don't know which way to go
And with directions you are lost
You have crowd hanging about
And you are alone
There is nothing charming in malls
And you go for dark cloud with flickering stars
Cold nights appear warmer
Alien beds seem cosy
You detest the thing you call home
And all who claim you yours
You look around
May be a hug will do
Or a greeting smile from strangers
They make your day
But the claims of belongings
The right of suggestions
The known and understood faces
More hostile, more strangers
May be lost within the known crowd
Rebelling against peace and harmony
Ripple against the calm lake
And hail in midsummer day
They make you adult
Losing yourself is yes what it is about
Losing yourself from them to be found out by you
Known and more understood than you do today
If so, let the ripples be created
Let me get lost in the crowd
But this time keep your map with yourself
Let me find the way!!!
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Let me find the way
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