A Shameless Chase

We keep on chasing things…can’t it be these things chase us instead?

We chase for opportunity… can’t it be the opportunity chase after us?

We chase for riches…can’t it be the riches serve to our front instead?

We chase for fame…can’t it be the fame discover us?

We chase for power… can’t it be we overrule the power?

We chase for love… can’t it be the love find us instead?

You can’t tag it as indolence rather as ignorance.

We people are really pathetic we keep on chasing things that we do not understand.

Impure

I pushed myself in an unstable state

I aimed for lotus, what a mocking fate?

Roses and myrtles was given to me

Will mighty rose grant what I dreamed to be?

T’was the time of year when the sun starts to play

It is when I am still fresh, pure and gay.

But the sun scorched my skin, the rose went on fire

Passions were touched in which awakes desire.