What do I seek?

Is it a fleeting shadow
or the lingering aftertaste of a nostalgia
Is it some old played tunes in my head
or the thrill of meeting a stranger Iv met before
is it being consumed by the portraits of a landscape
or the feeling of falling down the rabbit's hole
is it the longing to see those eyes
or to melt by the touch of some fingers
Is it the depth of a voice?
Or a thousand words in that glance
Is it feeling alive in a moment
or the sweet pain of anguish
Is it the meaning of this existence
or the thrill of a fantastic day
Is it the happiness from that smile
Or the buoyancy of those tears
Is it I? Or am I an illusion?

Comments

tachyon007 said…
After you excuse for being an intrusion, the lines reflect the intense dissection of the nature around. The discomfiture of the duality of reality, existence and every thing that emanates hence forth.

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