Treasure Island

Laxman Rao

(Bangalore)

Soul Search


When I feel searching my soul The inner being wants to be known. The quest for discovery begins at the backyard, In that solitary farm of silence; as I know. But to my surprise it didn’t show up. From there on I dug up the whole world of innocence; And got ended up at the bee hole of wisdom. That inquisitiveness encompasses the Will of the mind to explore the void, virgin space. Asking for………. who am I? What am I?
Am I a poet’s soul or a drifter’s drift,
Meal of the starved stomach or a thirsty's thirst.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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When I went in search of my soul this what I came up with

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