life in womb of secrecy

Swarming questions knocking at my door
Heavy eyelids and weight on the soul
In search of that heart felt goal
Leading to a content universe deep within
Sometimes close sometimes miles apart.

Life goes round in circles
In search for that distant clue
These dead castles from yore
Alive with tales from the past
wish I can bring them to life
Travel to future to reflect on present.

And be a little crazy for sometime
Forget all rules all conventions
Rewind and forward life at will
And not be a slave of its erratic pace
Break the patterns and designs
Solve some riddles with hindsight
Find cause of the order behind chaos
Tryst between human destiny and choice.

Why sadness and joy take turns
Make us merrier at one time
Miserable at the other
Are we even masters of our own lives
Born with cries die with cries
The whole life we have to try
One goal after another
Looking forward to establish identities
On sands of time
In front of a world itself sublime.

I don’t pity this state
It’s a joke that we take so seriously
Frown and fume to fix up the gloom
Like a ray of hope
At the end of the tunnel
We all need to find our answers
To break free from monotony and irony
To put an end to this blazing war
And know for sure the way out.

To break this mystery wrapped around ‘time’
Drawn to a chase all this while
To stand the ground and be firm
Allow the notion to twist and turn
But come out white in the light
Clear the clouds of mist
surrounding the womb of secrecy
and bring all ordeals to their final end.