Unimaginable Trends Poem by aryaindia india

to reeling under any pressure even though so slight


Hunger not recognition
It's not your cup of tea
As bides you duty bound
As far as eye can see

Hunger not for gratitude
For all there need not be
The substance of your destined feel
May cry for that to be

Hunger not for energy
It longs to so betray
So sure and soft your heightened joy
May surely be in fray

Hunger not for repentence
It's not so often felt
If its forced and made to feel
In time it shall so melt

Hunger not for soulfulness
In wishes quite so true
Harbour in the maliced thought
Are they so meant for you?

Hunger not for real comfort
It's rough though never sought
Light and soft in tender thoughts
They're somehow never brought

But hunger for the truth that reigns
In words that stammer through
If heavens were to open up
They will be no more blue

By aryaindia


Author's comments:
Believe in doing what you should and never expect returns