Every day I wonder, this is want I wanted
Thinking of reply, I always get restive
The more I muse, The more I get blank
And truth remains same, I don’t want any more
Walking on streets while my heart is somewhere away
Going to office, and leading indiscipline disciplined life
Meeting acquaintances and engrossed in daily chores
Amidst the callousness and everything seems colorful
Talking and chanting, days, months and years go by
Heartedly kicking and running, fighting for own space
Sink with all and fly with some, it’s all time event
Going down, again climbing, is what we see around
Pushing, coercing the great master teaches to live with
The world around looks to be divine place to go on
When no one is around longing for left out is no more
It is all black and you are no more what you are
No more, I wonder want I wanted to be
I think no more, I am no more restive
It’s all blank and I can’t see what I have to
Long lost, now no ways left to find what I want
