Lost Soul

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A lost soul eager to seek happiness
Just floating in the vast wilderness
It’s determined, not wanting to rest
To find joy is the ultimate test

But the lost soul is…

Drifting… wandering… where would it be?
Just hoping… wishing… to finally see
The light which will pave the way for me
Drifting… wandering… let it be free

A creative spirit wanting freedom
Just flowing to only find boredom
Embattled in search for its passion
Beaten, broken, there’s no salvation

Now the spirit is…

Drifting… wandering… where would it be?
Lost in the crowd and not able to see
The glimmer of light is just blinding me
Drifting… wandering… can never be free

– May 3, 2017

Drifter

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A log floating in the river
Headed to a destination
It is a journey to nowhere
We are all drifters

A lone fish swimming with the tide
Hit by the waves, hit by the rocks
Fighting for a chance to survive
We are all drifters

A lost soul flowing in a dither
Simply wanders with the current
Awash by griefs and burden
Indeed, I am a drifter

– February 22, 2016