The Lost Purpose

Each morning comes with a new ray,
Of lost hopes & darkness survived,
Broken glasses & invisible thought swords,
Am I a lost purpose in world full of ambitions?

A feeling so helpless & full of uncertainty,
Unspoken verses of reality hidden in my chest,
That desire to walk away between the greens,
Am I a lost purpose in world full of ambitions?

Plastic smiles and dreams full of lead,
That bullet straight from anger’s head,
Anxiety residing in my fingertips,
Am I a lost purpose in world full of ambitions?

 

 

 

 

 

Vessel on the flame, that smell of brewing tea again,
I look back to what I was, what I have become,
The nib of my pen hurts as my heart overflows,
Am I a lost purpose in world full of ambitions?

Sealed lips, buried rib cages and only resort of spirit,
In the name of survival, the name of existence,
Where have I reached, where was I headed?
Am I a lost purpose in world full of ambitions?
Maybe…

4 Comments, RSS

  1. shwetadave09 July 7, 2017 @ 6:34 pm

    I have started to love fantasy as real world is too gory! nicely penned Ashwini!
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    • adodani July 10, 2017 @ 10:33 am

      Thank you, Shweta 🙂

  2. Sushree Dash July 8, 2017 @ 9:03 pm

    Wow…it felt like reading a poet’s heartfelt thoughts….
    Beautiful lines….

    keep up the good work 🙂

    • adodani July 10, 2017 @ 10:33 am

      Thank you so much. Means a lot 🙂

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