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Submitted:Jul 17, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 9    Likes: 4   


I am in search of something,

which can be of no use or it can be called nothing.

Sometimes it invokes a passion to search it for

what I have been living all these years far for.

I took it as a challenge although,

to prove it to be nothing though.

Nothing for all, but everything for me,

that's what was my motto to grab it for me.

Nothing is all meant for me I believe,

as I have achieved nothing in this life, what a relief?

Twisting me in & out completely,

everything was what meant as nothing by the almighty.

Reached the goal as nothing but on the top,

I, as nothing, was totally blown away like a pop.

Touched the sky as a limit, but saw nothing there

only thing I saw was a bright golden stream of light

as the god's blessing as a shower,

nothing but everything here.


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