Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Searched, searching...

I have been searching,
For a name, for a bracket.
Unbeknownst to mine eyes,
I was already categorized.
Absurd and day-dreamer -
Was I called? Out of the world?
My name wasn’t enough,
I required something more,
A powerful place perhaps,
And now I look up to things,
Where once I wished to look down.
The laws of karma gently seeps,
In the way of the bright and dull,
Turning the ugly to beautiful,
The vices to virtues, and rises.


Arun said...

Impressing verse, keep writing to motivate your readers.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you for reading through!

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