Some say you need to be caught,
Some say you come on your own,
For some things, I actually had fought
But never found you, in whatever I got.
Although, we have never met
Of you, I never can forget.
Trying to trace you, still I gaze
And want you to stay, with me always.
Friends I thought, would take me far
Reaching me out, to where you are.
But they reached out as NRIs
And I had none but water in my eyes.
I lost them and the path to you,
Without them, everything was new.
That makes me think on what to do
To make me know where are you.
Gadgets were my love, with whom I lived
They did not shout and I was never miffed.
They addicted me but made be shrewd,
Taking me to you, I felt they were good.
I stayed hooked and lazy I became,
Health went down and sickness came.
Going that way, I had lost my aim,
Always trying, to play a new game.
Realization dawned on how I am,
Instead of my brain I used the RAM.
I then thought of, trying something new
For helping me to find, where are you.
Searching for a job, I landed in a den
A lion in the cabin would call me in
He gave me nothing but only money,
Which I felt, would take me to thee.
Everything I bought and everything I got,
But never found you in whatever I got.
Day-by-day, I thought smart I grew
But could not find out where are you.
Mother nature called and out I went,
The only place where I didn’t pay a rent.
Enjoying the mountains and the rains,
I Forgot of money and all the pains.
The trees and their shade gave me joy
The breeze touched me and I felt coy
Sat over there after cleaning the dirt,
And thought of the man without the shirt.
He had found you, here on earth,
In spite of having the entire dearth.
That made me say, you are never to be searched,
Not searching you, can quench our thirst.
Since happiness is not the absence of pain,
But training the mind to handle the pain.
And not looking out for things to assist,
But by loving the ones that make you exist.
Never will I think as to where I reach
But in my mind I will make peace.
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By Santosh Padhi
Some say you come on your own,
For some things, I actually had fought
But never found you, in whatever I got.
Although, we have never met
Of you, I never can forget.
Trying to trace you, still I gaze
And want you to stay, with me always.
Friends I thought, would take me far
Reaching me out, to where you are.
But they reached out as NRIs
And I had none but water in my eyes.
I lost them and the path to you,
Without them, everything was new.
That makes me think on what to do
To make me know where are you.
Gadgets were my love, with whom I lived
They did not shout and I was never miffed.
They addicted me but made be shrewd,
Taking me to you, I felt they were good.
I stayed hooked and lazy I became,
Health went down and sickness came.
Going that way, I had lost my aim,
Always trying, to play a new game.
Realization dawned on how I am,
Instead of my brain I used the RAM.
I then thought of, trying something new
For helping me to find, where are you.
Searching for a job, I landed in a den
A lion in the cabin would call me in
He gave me nothing but only money,
Which I felt, would take me to thee.
Everything I bought and everything I got,
But never found you in whatever I got.
Day-by-day, I thought smart I grew
But could not find out where are you.
Mother nature called and out I went,
The only place where I didn’t pay a rent.
Enjoying the mountains and the rains,
I Forgot of money and all the pains.
The trees and their shade gave me joy
The breeze touched me and I felt coy
Sat over there after cleaning the dirt,
And thought of the man without the shirt.
He had found you, here on earth,
In spite of having the entire dearth.
That made me say, you are never to be searched,
Not searching you, can quench our thirst.
Since happiness is not the absence of pain,
But training the mind to handle the pain.
And not looking out for things to assist,
But by loving the ones that make you exist.
Never will I think as to where I reach
But in my mind I will make peace.
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By Santosh Padhi
Good one. Peace is a personal thing.
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