Lost we all are
In this crazy world.
Lost in search of that unbeknownst:
We go to places, temples and churches.
Go to bars and brothel houses.
We build empires of things, relations so many;
—All these but peel of life,
We live only on the surface.
Lost to all our sense:
Where that true bliss lies,
Blindly we’re chasing
A dream of life.
A dream built by desires and fears,
Hopes and beliefs.
As if under a spell
In all these dealings of vanities
We’ve lost life,
Lost the touch of divinity.
To see all lost like this:
My friends and foes,
Kith and kin,
Incapacitates me. Leaves me in thrall.
And I cry. And I smile. To see the futility
Of it all.
What else can I do except to pray:
May sanity descends on these insane beings!
May we realise:
Happiness is not outside, but within!