Silence resonates more than the sound,
Un-boundness resonates more than the bound!
If what I was looking for was always found,
My soulful quest had never been sound.
My quest was always dressed up by the muddy senses,
My ears were ever enchanted by the sounding melodies.
My eyes craved evermore for the beauties of nature,
My actions perpetually bound to the duties of self-nurture !
Satiated at each stage ... yet never in entire,
The quest for happiness piled by many a more desire.
Yet after each contentment, the thirst stayed un-quenched.
In the race of achievement I was completely out wrenched!
Disquiet, discontented, yet marching on to conquer more,
Being guided not by a need but a longing from the core,
Could I ever be convinced?
Could my turmoil be ever evinced?
Once a euphony now turned into a clamor filled rage,
Once a success now became a bounded hamster cage!
Indeed, at the end of the marathon mile,
In the wake of the endure all this while,
In a cry for release from the wild,
Silence did resonate more than the sound!
Un-boundness did resonate more than what was bound!
What I was looking for was always around.
With the shackles of my thoughts thoroughly unwound,
I poised as a spectator blissful and sound.
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