Siddartha Montik Poems
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I seem to have lost my lamp
during the night of wandering breaths.
I didn't know where I was when I woke-up,
I started arguing with the trees and the Rocks
and with myself. And then I cried!
Then in the distant mists I heard a voice telling me,
'No matter what happens, keep going..
for you are sure to find yourself someday'!
Hence here I am, searching very myself,
I once really was, never for my own behalf.
copyright © Siddartha Montik (Ramesh Kompella)
sure was just my feel that you stole it all,
but no, cameout now that I must know the real deal!
sure I never knew this a fight in all,
but you finally came like an Angel!
wonderful that you were there as a preacher,
even when I was in my absolute of torture!