In The Mid... Poem by drishti magoo

From where have I come?
Where I have to go?
Miles…I have crossed,
Still, many to go…

Too long, the journey seems to be,
Kind of hollowness here prevails,
Everywhere outside and within me…
Where, how and why to proceed?

Fake smiles,
Faulty happiness,
fruitless destiny,
mere restlessness.

It drives me mad,
this unknown life,
I am in doubt …
Does it belong to me?

Too many of them I met,
And many I had loved,
Joy surrounded undoubtedly,
For many attractions allured.

Surrounded by millions,
Crowded by many,
Yet, I am a loner,
And don’t wish a penny.

Where to go, I don’t know…
But, I will walk alone,
Will let you know my destination,
As soon as I myself come to know…