All that bothers me -

For living, without Life.

The separation between Him and I.

The half baked incomplete stories.

Sometimes tears in your eyes.

The smallness in my thinking.

The incoherent beginnings.

The demons of my ego.

The devils in me, incognito.

The shame in thought identification.

The ignorance of His creation.

Yes, this separation brings agony.

Years spent without You!

Now my journey begins,

searching for the Truth.

Until I’m free

all that bothers me

is Me.