A thought has lingered
for long on my mind
What exactly do we seek
what's its exact kind
What is that compells us
tricks our body and mind
We keep rummaging through life
stumble and fall, like blind
Each day we go through the process
As if, we are simply meant to grind
Caught in the vicious web of falsehood
We somehow push the purpose behind
Shouldn't it be the love of supreme
for what our heart should have pined
And yet, it's the last thing we do
For, we fear him, just opposite inclined

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