By Jupinderjit Singh
maundering here and there
I knock this and that door
In search of something missing
Some just did not open
Nor answered
Some opened; abused
And threw me out
Some listened with sympathy
but gave me little
A few called me in;
And provided with everything I sought for
But the stay inside was always temporary
For I had to come out again
In quest of Bliss
my own bliss
4 comments:
truth of life is bitter but it is Experience..
Keep knocking without expectattion,you may chance upon quenching of your thirst
A S Rai
Keep knocking without expectation,
you may chance on quenching of your thirst
bliss is always inside one's own self and one is never temporary inside that self. all these friends/solaces/ consolations are temporary-you are right. but they are infact to guide you towards your own self.
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