The search for the unknown continues…
groping in the dark ,
fumbling in the blues,
walking forth in light,
ahead lies a horizon,
a mirage…
an illusion,
a hallucination …
which moves away and vanishes,
as I try to touch
with my fingers…
The colored sky envelopes ,
speaking volumes of mute varsity,
reflecting images of the world,
unknowingly …
I think again,
how would be
my tryst with destiny…
Destiny which like a veiled maiden,
conceals her gorgeous face,
playing hide and seek
with enchanting eyes,
whenever I try to find her trace ,
Through the golden mist,
She becomes obscure
the unknown search continues…forever.
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soumyav 