Life is a muddled maze.
To be lost is to discover.
Course may be painted with haze.
Keep wandering like a rover.
Here everyone is combating their own battle
Which seem never ending.
Running after grass, like cattle,
Still feeling something's pending.
Nights and Days, And Nights again!
This is how it goes on...
Life is a pleasure- and-pain,
Like a water stream, it flows on...
Here everyone is lost!
Some after worldly possession.
Dreamy eyes dwell in utopia the most.
Lover lost in the eyes of beloved with passion.
But if you realize- You're lost.
It turns out to be a turning point.
Battle with oneself - all it costs.
The discovery of oneself - The destiny appoints.
Lost can be an enchanting place
For those lost on self-discovery.
They rise above the worldly haze.
To know the divine - The Universal Mystery!
- Garima Juneja
