
An open road,
A myriad of colours,
The strummung of a guitar.
Half closed eyes,
A heart full of secret desires,
Hidden-In its deepest recesses.
A clawing feeling inside.
My mind driftsInto a realm unknown.
A vision appears-One I don't understand.
Yet, I smile.
A yearning inside,But I don't know why.
What am I looking for?
Yet I carry on-Searching,
For that one thing
That'll make
My life complete...
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What am I looking for?
Yet I carry on-Searching...
Life is a journey,
we are born and then in search of our destinations we stumble upon so many more beautiful things.. so perhaps.. you're not looking for one thing.. u are perhaps looking for that level where evrything seems perfect!... NIRVANA.
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