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 ALL THAT I SARCH IS ME

All that i search is me,
chained or an angel free
trying to sort out,
what life has made of me…

I fall shoprt of words,
with expressions untold,
when i search my soul…

As i look down the road,
i see people whom i think
i should have told
things that were true,
ands not a mere show
of betraying galore…

But my lips were sealed
by the wax of time
 principles too divine
which i now regret
were mine…

I’m still jeopardised
an untamed heart,
the culprit…
and all that’s left with me
are mournful sighs
for the treasure that could have been mine…

But i closed the door,
when the emotions were
ready to flow
may be to curb the tid,
that couldn’t have reached the shore…

And i drank the sweetest of wines,
tossed through those sleepless nights,
and they never ciezed to realise
what i did was truely divine…

Yet clueless am i,
neither my wisdom survives
this test of mine, oh thee!!!
all that i search is me!!!