In search of me

Every day when I wake up in the morning, I think what is new today for me, what is outside and how the things will go till the end? We all have several questions, we all are trying to make some place for ourselves in this world. We all want to leave our imprints behind, so we can separate ourselves from the crowd. We want to search ourselves sometimes in dreams, sometimes in unknown places and sometimes in the eyes of strangers. The idea of being searched by yourself is very important to know your inner side profoundly. So maybe one day we get a chance to know what we have to do for ourselves.

In search of me, I am looking everywhere,

Sometimes inside me, sometimes outside,

Sometimes in the strange eyes, sometimes in empty lanes,

Sometimes nowhere, and sometimes in the single drop of rain,

In search of me, sometimes I counted stars,

I presumed them as my million desires,

I never asked for a wish when a star falls,

They are the broken pieces of my desires,

So I don’t want to have recalls,

Still I count stars during my free time,

Maybe I can find a new one, maybe that can add something new to my list,

Then everything may become smooth, and will have less drift,

In search of me, I walked alone on unknown streets,

I talked to strangers and tried to define,

And still looking for something but not waiting,

To get more definitions, and to have something to say mine,

In search of me, I spent several nights in just looking outside from the window,

I gazed the sky to discover the emptiness inside,

Sometimes I got the reason, and sometimes I didn’t

Still I am doing the same to understand what is there on my side,

In searching of me, maybe I never get my answers,

Or my search may never end,

But my continuation for the search of unknown me,

Will help definitely, and I will have something my dear friend.