By Chetandeep Singh – February 7th 2015
I wander outside looking for unknown,
I dabble, I dibble but remain fearful.
I know not myself, more afraid to find out,
stare at walls & sky trying to be quiet.
I am royally confused looking for wisdom,
knowing not that it comes from inside.
Shall I rip apart, or screw open,
looking for the wisdom that eludes.
I compare, I run, I burn,
ashes, ashes and ego …
There’s no respite in sight
friends ask to look inside,
I stare at walls & sky trying to be quiet.
I know not what i want
i consume what I don’t want
mind is foggy, lack of clarity
I am tired of running.
I need to sit but not stare at walls & sky
I need not to look inside but return home
home is where the peace is
home is what I want.