The Seek

By Partha Sarathi Deb

 

From a child seeking to soar the skies,
To a man seeking to walk through lies.

From the tarnished seeking their past merit,
To the nobel seeking a kindred spirit

From a connoisseur seeking perfection,
To an apprentice seeking direction.

Mortal desires raise the seek of our soul,
To the point we have no empty bowl


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