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!