The search I keep on searching myself I have not found it yet or may be i have found and lost or lost and found I dont know which way around it is My heart yearns for freedom but my thoughts are prisoned Chained up in self made shackles which seem so hard to break blunders garland my soul mistakes thrive like weeds through which i plant some seeds of hope which dont seem to bloom only a dark gloom prevails.... #thesearch #poetry #mywritings #mythoughts #life
