Confessions of a meandering mind

Hello ppl, some days back i was just meandering ( rather my thoughts) ...and then i decided to pen down the trickling....which slowly turned into a gushing river.....

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i don't know what i am searching for, and why ?
for probably the search is for that which is intangible;
that which cannot be described, cannot be summed up.

am i the only one who is confused ? many times i wonder;
cannot be; since the human mind is nothing but an ocean of thoughts;
the waves lash out against each other , battling it out in hurricanes and storms.

many such storms i have weathered; yet dunno if the next one will make me crumble;
sometimes it just gets way too lonely; and you need someone out there;
amidst the peaks and the troughs; to hold you while the storm brews out.

life is a progression; so many variables;
but the search is for the constant which gives it a definite high.
although the variables determine the journey, it is the constant which makes it worthy.

sometimes i don't need it; so lost i am in my own race ahead;
sometimes i run away from it; valuing my freedom more than anything else;
yet i know it is companionship that the heart searches for; for that is the crux of our being.

many tears have been shed; some with reason and some without;
but till it finds the treasure, the mind and heart will have to hold it out;
i only hope that the wait is eventful; and not excruciating; for that is what life is all about.
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It is not exactly prose; i tried to fashion it that way but failed miserably. Anyways, beleive me, i write / compose much better than this...just that i am past my prime :P !!!!