Lost Poem by Runa Pradhan

Cannot find where I'm
In the darkness of delusion
How and why I have also prowled
In the orbit of it by false illusion

See, not I alone
But others are lost
In the cycle of birth and
Death with the inclination of lust

The horizon from its inside
Is sought clearly uneyed
And the centre is perfectly
Unfounded for me being trapped

By the way it's the lost
Of ourselves wherein we are
Around to our misdeeds which we
Perform to meet our lust and desire

But wherein we should be lost
Is not remain found to us
And not known the thread of life
To stretch it with being godly concious