The troubled men since ages
Have traveled the trodden path
That leads to a tranquil place
Where they meet the old monk
At first you don’t believe him
Then you start to feel
And for a few moments you are that monk
To whom the things are revealed
Things are put in perspective
The cobwebs are blown from mind
You hope and pray hard
That the monk will stay in your life
You choose to forsake it all
And are willing to pay the price
To be in his company
With all your favorite vice
But the monk is wise one
He can see it in your eyes
When you start pretending
And begin to live a lie
You loose everything but the crutch
That once led you to the monk
And now is like a faded tune
Of a well-known song
You will be the monk
Each moment of your life
If only you realize
He resides on other side of your eyes
© Ratish
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