Life Being and Soul

What mystery besets the being
A soul, it cloaks, like a sanctuary
While asking what pain feels like
Asking was this soul
Seeking to learn about life
Having been gutted at some point, somewhere
In all ways, some time ago

There, with a wish
Relentlessly fragile, this heart; beats
Covertly deprived, this soul lays
This I fear, is a retribution of life
And trust also has become infidelity

Sometimes it's a painful sojourn
By this weary wanderer
Meandering through this daunting oasis called life
Here, where all hopes end
And here again, where a new season blossoms

Collection: The Paradox of Achievements