And yet….

My heart is beating

and yet, and yet…

I feel I am not living

I do my daily chores

with meticulous scores

and yet, and yet…

I feel I am not fulfilling

Each day is a routine

overboard I often go unseen

and yet, and yet…

I feel something’s missing

Or have I even figured out yet

from what I do each day to count

is even worthwhile of it!

My eyes are open wide

and yet, and yet…

I feel I am not seeing

I see the worldly things of delight

I see all that’s ideal and upright

and yet, and yet…

I feel something’s in hiding

Or have I been blinded at all

by all that I just want to see!

I am still penning more words in this

and yet, and yet…

I feel it’s the one never ending

I’d write all that comes to my mind

I’d write till there are no words to find

and yet, and yet…

I feel my quest is still increasing

I know the milestones of my life

and yet, and yet…

I feel it’s more and more surprising

I’ve covered phases of intense pain

I’ve also enjoyed immense gain

and yet, and yet…

I feel more achievement’s waiting

Or have I even found out yet

what is it that I want to accomplish

what is it that’s worth my life

and yet, and yet…

I go on pursuing life in its own tune

I continue playing my own part

and yet, and yet…

Life is going to be uncertain and amusing!

Poetry by Lipi vipin Khandelwal https://www.facebook.com/lipi.khandelwal

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