In Quest Of Self Love

Gazing at the cell phone

Awaiting for the buzz of ringtone

When insecure feelings

Triggered me to end the innings.

This relation which I seemed fond

Of few days back, was now absconded.

Absconded was My Belief of

Being a part Of some random person,

Could it really be the truth

At the stake of my self-respect!

Bewildered by the mist,

commotion turned into sleepless nights.

Nights which once were

Garnished with savory of peace.

With memories shattered

When I fell on the oasis of grease.

But that was not the end

Because that marked a search to begin.

Begun an engine, where fuel

Was my self-determination,

Meditation was its driver

Faith being my route to follow, with burning

The self-doubt, the ashes reminded

Me of what I was all about.

About a new river emanating

From the hilltops,

Melting the snow of dependence

Making her own path

To reach the oceans, Engraving

the boulders leaving her wrath.

Wrath was never a reason

For the long run, but Are spikes

For elevating the sprinters

Even at the turn. In search of self-love

I also drove those passengers

Who held my head high in every curb.

Curb is just a break to rest

Always mending our souls to the best

Take a deep breath, leave all the rest.