The Search continues..

Its been a tad too long..
Waiting for that lucky tryst,
To grasp its fullness I may be
strong,
Yet it lies shrouded in the mist..
The hunt for the purpose,what i
really am.. If hurdles are meant to
move,
If there's a sliver of sanity amid
the bedlam,
this I am yet to prove, If the
going has been tough,
I've shown who's tougher,
If the voices around have been
gruff,
Then they've been served even
rougher..
Yet, the purpose of the voyage
has been unclear..
It refuses,like a riddle,to reveal
itself..
Seems so far yet so near..
This endless search,the search for
unveiling my true self!!

Ambitions interrupted...

If wishes were horses..then
beggars would ride..
If everything thwarted our
progress..
Who would then stand by our
side..
They say life is a boomerang
You only get back what you give..
Can someone answer this
unnerving pang..
Why are dreams so difficult to
live..
If the fire in your belly is so
fierce..
How does it fizzle out with time?
If your dreams can reality pierce...
What is this rat-race..just an
aweful mime?
But the desire to survive and
shine ever so bright..
Shall not falter,it wont abate..
My passion shall not be
grounded..and take flight..
Thus lead me into an eternal battle
with that wily master called Fate!!