A lost soul,
In a world of people galore,
A wandering mind,
No where particularly inclined…

Coldness engulfs the heart,
Now nothing tears it apart,
Hard as a stone,
Break it- like sand it will be blown…

Trying to fit in,
Rules of self, from the beginning,
Trying to belong,
While remaining strong…

Sensation of dé·jà vu,
With each passing day it grew,
Jinxed feel,
Never leaves the heels…

Eternal Quest of utopian land,
Thoughts are all bland,
Meandering like a river,
No sweat, no shiver…

A storm within,
Ravaging everything,
Leaving barren grounds,
And nothing but emptiness profound…