Soulless

Thousands of miles I’ve crossed, many days are already lost

In a passion of having more, Countless things I’ve bought

In the game of lost and found,

  never looked around

Never searched what is true;

 

I’ve gained a lot and lost even more, restless ecstasy beyond control

A Mindless chase of mirage dreams, half spirited poor distressed soul

In the act of this meaningless play,    

  did I ever pray?

Or my dried words never reached to you.

Reviews

[WindSong]

Reflections of your inner most feelings emerging to a level of consciousness.
Well written and reflective poem!

WindSong

[Pradnya]

wow!! its great poem with absolutely brilliant usage of words

[Lily Mae]

"I’ve gained a lot and lost even more, restless ecstasy beyond control
A Mindless chase mirage of dreams, half spirited poor distressed soul
In the act of this meaningless play,
did I ever pray?
Or my dried words never reached to you."
I love this..it really captures the truth of so many relationships and the games being played.. excellent write..x

[OT]

strong and powerful - the sense of poignance and loss - things out of reach - the name is most apt too! nice!

[Sukriti Suki]

I like this work of yours.. very reflective and deep.

[Clay Feet]

Deeply reflective and sad, rushing forward until life catches up to thought. Excellent!

[Christie Moses]

this aches....broods heavy....
i really like the deep introspection. the first lines capture and hold you all the way through. the last line bleeds on its own and i feel it strongly.

[Ruth]

There is such isolation here but also realisation, stunning metaphor too xx

[Celeste21]

How many times do we go in search of something that is in front of our face? Go through so many hardships we forget the small tokens of happiness? Little things that we didn't realize we actually loved. Enjoyed.