The Lost Soul
My soul is lost, My soul is dreary
Everything seems distant and empty;
Towards the gloomy sky, I cast my gaze
Probably looking for nothing, Since all is empty.
Wallowing in my aching emptiness,
I try to reminisce about the past;
Away my thoughts drifted, like clouds across the sky
I am again lost, lost in my thoughts.
Myriad questions from my thoughts
All appearing difficult to comprehend;
Will I even get answers to my questions?
Apparently, I am stuck on them.
Like floating clouds, like flowing rivers
Are thoughts beyond my comprehension;
Sighing deeply at my ocean of thoughts
I gaze at the emptiness before me.
For how long will I continue
To bear my hanged face?
For how long will I continue
To live my hopeless life?
Alas! A tender voice comes calling
Words of hope, it speaks;
Corrupting my enduring silence
Shedding light to my prevailing darkness.
Beckoning with its soothing voice
Whispering words of light, words of truth;
Leaving me in awe,
Of the wonderful, pleasant words.
Gazing at the ray of hope
I rise from my emptiness;
To see the silver lining
Beyond my cloud of worries.
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