Thursday, March 12, 2015

The Light will come

In the middle of the night
When it’s dark and sleepy
I sit up and make my living

No, it’s not the need
It’s not even the money
It’s only the desire

Satisfaction, silly thing
It’s a desert mirage
Almost there, but never

No enlightenment
Middle of the nights
Serve only the strivers

As every night passes
Am close to the end
But I remain there

The light I seek
Will come to me
When I am about to sleep


1 comment:

Badarinath Palavalli said...

ಗೋಲದ ಇನ್ನೊಂದು ಮಗ್ಗುಲಿನವರ ಜೊತೆ ಸಂಪರ್ಕ ಬೇಕಾದರೆ ನಾವು ಕತ್ತಲಲ್ಲೇ ಇರಬೇಕಲ್ಲವೇ! ಯಾಕೆಂದರಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆಂಬೆಳಕಿನ ದಿನ... :-(