An Immortal question

As I scratch my head in pain and disbelief
With all the questions and of all this existence
What has befallen me and its mechanics?
As I see my world in disappearance
From faces to memories, all absorbed
By this quest, for peace and comfort

What shall I adapt fate or destiny
Or the wisdom from the books and experience
Will it hold the meanings of my meanderings?
An age old hunger, an immortal question
Where do I belong, what shall I pursue
In this world of greed, hunger and pride
As I see my world in disappearance
From faces to memories, all absorbed
By this quest, for peace and comfort


At times I question, when I am alone
In collision these moments and myself
Of all what is resident in me and the world
Outside and inside, as it turns me around
The moments and its effect – brutal
As I see my world in disappearance
From faces to memories, all absorbed
By this quest, for peace and comfort

My attention drawn at times,
To faces and its effects, unperturbed
To the voice of Muezzin and veil of peace
To the voices of change and wisdom
All around me, this new found elation
That I am not alone, someone there
“Let go thy self” as I hear myself, with steps
Forward to the invitations of peace
In harmony and blessings, I let go
An age old hunger, an immortal question!

Kashkin