Seeker Poet

Night wrapped in shadow of stars, Reflecting back in the eyes of seeker, That wanders to take home: unknown, In hope of best, trying again and again, Days pass by, nights follow repeatedly, Bringing moments of dead silence, Often readable, often not, Like verses written in ancient language, Each night needs the reason, Of why dreams come, why nightmares knock, Why life goes stranded, How tangles get resolved in a moment, Am 'i' the reason for all of these occurences? Or 'I' am the medium to traverse? I seem like a hole in the door, Through which light passes to illuminate, Answers i get, questions still surround me, I go through head high, sometimes it's hard to crawl in, Doubts and regrets, i try to rid of, Being in the shallows, i still dare to breath.

Look in the eyes of the moment, Don't stop in between to breath, World's got smoke, no essence, Breath what you get through, The world ain't just valleys and gardens, It breaks at midnight, the sweetest dream, Yet don't await for bad to arrive, Go unknown into the moment brave, The life is going wild and young, Stay in the moment silently, At the moment of consciousness patiently, With eyes staring in the eyes of moment, Whatever comes to you, don't leave yourself, Attitude of wise is best of the ways, Stay yourself, even man alone, The world stays harming, in no time it's gone, Don't let the illusions of mind come in between, Don't let them infect the reality, Widen your eyes, open your ears, Listen what heart speaks, see what life presents.