One Lost Life Poem by Kishore Asthana

There is a highway, which were I to take
Would lead me where few have been before
But I roam the secrets of my mind
And find the bylanes more interesting

There is an oration, which were I to listen
Would bring salvation within reach, with ease
But I sit in the opium den of my mind
And gossip with myself all day long

There is a rainbow, which were I to recall
Would fill my world with a glow divine
But dazed by the neons of my passing life
I sit bemused, doing nothing at all

Other lives will be there, other friends to share
More knowledge and some wisdom, too
But what I have now is slipping away
This feeling that I am You, I am You