In Search Of The Unknown
Am I thinking too much?
Or it’s just a thought process.
Am I part of this world?
Or a god’s part unaddressed.
Attention differs they say,
But priorities remain the same.
Understanding things is an act,
When everything round seems lame.
Confidence in oneself says "YOU KNOW",
And then the belief goes by a mere judgment.
Ironic euphoria is something that comes,
When a smile hides the real temperament.
But still somewhere the heart is proud!,
Searching the very unknown amidst the crowd.